Bout Ta' Bubble Lyrics - Everready: The Religion - Tech N9ne

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 

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(BRIDGE:) 

Bout ta Bubble (6x) 

(Hook:) 

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 

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(BRIDGE:) 

(Hook:) 

(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. 

(BRIDGE:) 

(Hook)