Letra de Bout Ta Bubble (Album Version (Explicit))
Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man One for the treble, two for the bass Come on Techa Nina, let's rock this placeTech's in the place, everybody get mainy Punks betta' cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me Blame me for keepin' her runny eyed rainy Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out they pantiesGirls on the jock, pocket full of socks Got a fat knots, somethin' gone squat Down, ducka ducka, down, down for the block? Tryin' to be hot, but you flop When you shot to the top but you not, dwamI ain't never seen so much green Than when I seen when my team hit the scene It must be a dream, hit the stage, everybody holla Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows, 'fo a bigga' dolla?Father, I don't wanna leave nobody to blessed 'Cuz they greedy in the middle of what I do best You finna' see me in the TV with a few guest We bout to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vestBout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubbleBout ta' bubble baby, bout ta' bubble baby Bout ta' bubble baby, we got ya lady And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' itYo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin' All around the world, busy with the bass hittin' We ain't come for bustin' heads, yo we hate trippin' When we through rockin' the shows, man we chase kittensJ's on my feet, car full of beat Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat Frown, you can make us all clown in the street Gimme the beat and we leakin' No mercy for the haters that weepOn to the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands Veterans, caravans, gettin' chedder man 'Round the world in a day, off in LA Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the BayEverybody hyphy, the South really like me Ill Bill got it where the East Coast invites me Tech's in the air when the mood really strikes me Hey, we bout ta' bubble so embedded in your psycheBout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubbleBout ta' bubble baby, bout ta' bubble baby Bout ta' bubble baby, we got ya lady And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' itAye, B boys hit the flo' wit' it Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe wit' it Clown and crump wit it, A-Town stomp wit' it At the set, jugglettes make they double D's jump to thisHouse on the hill, hella tip drills Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill Busta' Buss circlin' the 5-6 'ville Forty water, he told me a lot in this business for realStormin' in Salt Lake City performin' for Mormons Out of they garments before the mornin', I'm charmin' Leavin' 'em torn, mess with the bull you get the horns Nina gets with a beauty best, it's armin'Misery's behind me, labels tryin' to sign me Ain't too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be If she lookin' for somethin' with a future so shiny Kansas City, Missouri is where she gon' find meBout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubbleBout ta' bubble, baby, bout ta' bubble, baby Bout ta' bubble, baby we got ya lady And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' itBout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubbleAnd drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it (Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble) Bubble