Tech N9ne - Bout Ta' Bubble lyrics

Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world
Man (One for the treble, two for the bass
Come on Tecca Nina, let's rock this place)

Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy
Punks better cuff your lady
Can't nobody tame me
Blame me, for keepin' her runny eyed rainy
Ladies used to hate me
Now they comin' out they panties
Girls on the jock
(Check) , pocket full of socks (Check)
Got a fat knot
(Check) , somethin' gone squat (yeah)
Down, puttin' it down, down for the block?
Tryin' to be hot, but you flop
Wanna be shot to the top but you not DWAMN!
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 holler


Gettin' throwed
Rippin' shows for a bigger dollar
Father, I don’t wanna leave nobody toothless
Cause they greedy in the middle
Of what I do best
You finna' to see me in the
TV with a few guest we 'bout to bubble baby
Get you waterproof vest

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, baby 'Bout to bubble, baby
'Bout to bubble, baby we got you, lady
And drinkin' and smokin'
And humpin' and likin' it
And drinkin' and smokin'
And humpin' and likin' it

Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin'
All around the world
Busy with the bass hittin'
We ain't come for bustin' heads
Yeah we hate trippin'
When we through rockin' the shows
Man we chase kittens
J's on my feet, car full of beats
Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat
Frown, you can make us all
Clown in the street
Gimme the beat and you leakin'
No mercy for the haters that weep
On to the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands
Veterans, caravans, gettin' cheddar, man
Round the world in a day, off in LA
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay
Everybody hyphy, the South really like me
Ill Bill got it where the
East Coast invites me
Sets in the air when the
Mood really strikes me
Hey, we 'bout to bubble
So embedded in your psyche

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, baby 'Bout to bubble, baby
'Bout to bubble, baby we got you, lady
And drinkin' and smokin'
And humpin' and likin' it
And drinkin' and smokin'
And humpin' and likin' it

Hey, B-boys hit the floor with it
Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe with it
Clown and crump with it, A Town stomp with it
At the set
Jugglettes make they double D's jump to this
House on the hill
(Check) , hella tip drills (Check)
Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill
(yeah)
Busta Bust circlin' the 5-6 'ville (Yes)
40 water
He told me a lot in this business for real
Stormin', in Salt Lake City
Performin' for Mormons
Out of their garments before the morning
I'm torment leavin' 'em torn
Mess with the bull you get the horns
Nina gets with a beauty, that's disarming
Misery's behind me, labels tryin' to sign me
Ain't too many who don't know just
Who the Tech N9ne be
Is she lookin' for somethin' with
A future so shiny? Kansas City
Missouri is where she gone find me

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, baby 'Bout to bubble, baby
'Bout to bubble, baby we got you, lady
And drinkin' and smokin'
And humpin' and likin' it
And drinkin' and smokin'
And humpin' and likin' it
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
(And drinkin' and smokin')
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
(And humpin' and likin' it)
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble