"Bubble Music" as written by and David Robert Hinds Lawrence Simpson....
Mami all on me cause I'm touchin' her belly
I'm on butter Pirelli's
Wit' purple and yellow, hello
That's butter and jelly
I flip butter on Celly's
All right in front of the deli
Holly, Lilly, to Kelly all spent once on the telly
(And what else) and I got hella gear
My earring is nice the price

Three town homes in Delaware
Uh tomato Porsche lookin' like tomato sauce
Hip hop hooray I got to get
That ya yo off
That's blocks to the ave, cops come blocking the
Ave, I put the glock in the stash
slabs and copped in the trash

Still stop and I laugh, ma put
Them rock in your ass, the rest
twat in ya bag, dag, hop in a cab
Play you for what
You gon' play yourself
Ain't nobody gon' pay you like you pay yourself
And my weight of the wealth was SK, AK, mayday, payday dog
Don't play with your health

[Chorus]
Mami she open she open,jump off hopin' I'm hopin'
grab her rope em' and dope em'
Oral choke em' and choke em'
I flip bundle to bundle, tryin' to double my double
at the same time for what but the cops say I'm

I get fresh from
Yankee stadium to the garden I beg your pardon
Stop it, my closet, Macy's men's department
Pants, shirt, scarf, phone if you check it
Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section
Fur for fur baby, baby you'll go stir crazy
Got that David Yurmen burnin', the bird gazey
You'll get hurt play me, burp let the dirt chase me
Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately I know

Some RNs that still strip, when I and this real dick, in
The clinic, no student can heal shit
Better than college, after that, students home
At least after your bid, ain't no student loans
To pay back, jack, ask what do you condone
Hit towns wit coke, a 45 blue as chrome
Now they done juiced Marone, knock, knock are you at home
I'm a call he, girls call the crib
And ask are you alone Killa

[Chorus]

We race foreign cars, custom models, drop top mustard Tahoe
We like the musketeers, trained by cus d'amato
Just a model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow
Watch Sanford in son I'm like the buzz in rollo
Afourtuniado, the Porsche Apollo, wars a follow
Got the mack jack, still swing swords like Zorro
We jackin' and clappin' y'all just applaud like bravo
Now I plaud the Cappo, Zeke and Santana

I don't razor wrist's, I keep eighths of piff
The games and the chick like kobe I'm a rape the bitch
Razor grips, laser spit, Glock cocked J or fifth
D on the block just like Jada Kiss
Haters shift, plead the fifth, spray
The fifth, gator kicks, ma-tr-ix, major chips
I'm your favorite killa, Dipset, Dipset


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"Bubble Music" as written by Cameron Giles David Robert Hinds

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