Tech N9ne Bout ta’ Bubble Lyrics

Everready: The Religion Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Enter Everready / B.L.E.S.T.
  • 2 Riot Maker/Enjoy
  • 3 No Can Do
  • 4 Welcome to the Midwest
  • 5 Bout ta’ Bubble
  • 6 It’s What You Thinkin’
  • 7 Night and Day / T.E.C.H. Radio
  • 8 Jellysickle
  • 9 Caribou Lou
  • 10 Hood Connection, Strange Commercial
  • 11 My Wife, My Bitch, My Girl
  • 12 Flash / Your Descent
  • 13 Come Gangsta
  • 14 The Melancholy Maze / My World Intro
  • 15 My World
  • 16 Running Out of Time “ROOT”
  • 17 The Rain
  • 18 Fuck’em Girl
  • 19 The Beast
  • 20 This Is Me / Goodbye
    CD 2
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 That Owl
  • 3 In My Head
  • 4 Groupie
  • 5 Rock Like That
  • 6 The Shouting
  • 7 Don’t Blame Me
  • 8 Run
  • 9 Whip It
  • 10 Playa Like Me
  • 11 Trapped
  • 12 Holy War
  • 13 Let It Go
  • 14 The Need
  • 15 Little Pills
  • 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 place)

    [Verse 1:]
    Tech'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 panties
    Girls 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... DWAM!!!
    I ain't never seen so much green
    Than when I seen when my team hit the scene,(JA)
    It must be a dream,(JA)Hit the stage, everybody holla
    Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows,'fo a bigga' dolla?
    Father, I don't wanna leave nobody too blessed(JA)
    Cuz they greedy in the middle of what I do best(JA)
    You finna' see me in the TV with a few guest(JA)
    We bout to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vest

    Bout ta Bubble [6x]
    Bout ta Bubble, Baby [3x]
    We got ya lady and

    And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it [2x]

    [Verse 2:]
    Yo, 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 kittens
    J's on my feet(check), car full of beat(check),
    Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat(yea)
    Frown, you can make us all Clown in the street(yes)
    Gimme the beat and we leakin
    No mercy for the haters that weep
    On to the next(JA), Minnesota to the Netherlands
    Veterans, caravans, gettin' chedder man(JA),
    Round the world in a day(JA), off in LA
    Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay(JA)
    Everybody hyhpy, 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

    [Verse 3:]
    Aye, B-boys hit the flo' wit' it(JA)
    Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe wit' it(JA)
    Clown and crump wit it, A-Town stomp wit' it
    At the set, jugglettes make they 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 Buss circlin' the 5-6 'ville
    Forty Water, he told me a lot in this business for real
    stormin, In Salt Lake City performin' for Mormans
    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 gone find me.


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