Bout Ta Bubble

Dedicated to all the DJs all over the world, man

One for the treble, two for the bass

Come on Techa Nina, let's rock this place

Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy

Punks better cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me

Blame me for keeping her runny eyed rainy

Ladies used to hate me, now they coming out they panties

Girls on the jocks, pocket full of socks

Got a fat knots, something gon' squat

Down, putting it down, down for the block

Trying to be hot, but you flop

Wanna be shot through the top but you not, wham

I 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

Getting throwed with the shows, throw a bigger dolla'

Father, I don't want to leave nobody too blessed

'Cause they greedy, in the middle of what I do best

You finna see me in the TV with a few guests

We 'bout ta bubble, baby, get your waterproof vest

'Bout ta bubble

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'Bout ta bubble, baby

'Bout ta bubble, baby

'Bout ta bubble, baby

We calculating

We drinking and smoking and humping and liking it

And drinking and smoking and humping and liking it

Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin'

All around the world, busy with the bass hittin'

We ain't come for busting heads, yo, we hate trippin'

When we through rocking the shows, man, we chase kittens

Js on my feet, car full of beat, trunk full of heat

Caribou on the seat, Frown you can make a song

Clown on the street, gimme the beat and we leakin'

No mercy for the haters that weep

On the the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands

Veterans, caravans, getting cheddar, man

'Round the world in a day, off in L.A.

Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay

Everybody hifey, 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 imbedded in your psyche

'Bout ta bubble

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'Bout ta bubble, baby

'Bout ta bubble, baby

'Bout ta bubble, baby

We calculating

We drinking and smoking and humping and liking it

And drinking and smoking and humping and liking it

Hey, B-boys, hit the flo' with it

Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe with it

Clown and crunk with it, A-Town stomp with it

At the set, jugglettes make their double D's jump to this

House on the hill, hella tip drills

Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill

Busta Bus circlin' the five six ville

Forty water, he told me a lot in this business, for real

Storming, in Salt Lake City performing for Mormons

Out of they garments before the morning, I'm charming

Leaving 'em torn, mess with the bull you get the horns

Nina gets with a beauty best, that's disarmin'

Misery behind me, labels trying to sign me

Ain't too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be

Is she looking for something with a future so shiny

Kansas City, Missouri is where she gonna find me

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble, baby

'Bout ta bubble, baby

'Bout ta bubble, baby

We calculating

We drinking and smoking and humping and liking it

And drinking and smoking and humping and liking it

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

'Bout ta bubble

And drinking and smoking and humping and liking it