Bubble On - Jay Tee, Baby Bash, Paula DeAnda

Now, Baby Bash, that’s my homie

Playamade, one and only

If you hatin' on his ass, you full of shit and baloney

Ride that wave like a pony

Hustle and testimony

If your witness comin' up, you know

He never phony

Show me cake and the Lucci

Diamonds with Rees in Gucci

We dumpin'

Over fedi, you squares, dump over coochie

Don’t act

Like you ain’t knowin'

Claimin' that you be rollin'

But it’s gettin' so bad, you got ya baby momma hoe in

I’m growin', like a dick on Viagra

Tryin' to burst on my bubble, then I’m blappin' ya

Latino Velvet, you could smell it from a mile away

The mack hand comin' down, when we stackin' the pay

Chorus: Paula DeAnda

Oooh

Baby, get your bubble on

Get ya bubble on

Yeah, yeah, oooh

Then baby, bring that lovin' home

Bring that lovin' home

Baby, get your bubble on

Get ya bubble on

Then baby, bring that lovin' home

Bring that lovin' home

Holla at ya partner, little pimpin', what it dookie (What it do)

If you ain’t tryin' to ball, then you can hand it off to me

I run it like it’s fourth in a hundred fourth quarter

Touchin' down on the turf, hittin' off for a corner

Your rock style’s borin', I’ll be feelin' sleepy through it

Now

When I can’t sleep

I just listen to your music

I might do the foolio to screw your hoe in jet

If I can bring this underground, to the top of the cement (Yeah)

Bustin' you, he’s in the turnin' lane

Back

To the set

I love ya, ma, but it’s the first

And I’m comin' to correct

We be havin' pimpin' ways and

We ain’t even pimps (No)

Get it right, boy, and do it like this

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I’m in the game so deep, mayne, can’t you see

That’s the V.P.D.

don’t fuck with me (Fuck with me)

All I do is sell bomb and blow

I’ll make my money in the streets, player, I’m a pro

I does my thang, real sly and slick

And so quick (Quick)

This Latino Velvet clique

I swear we got fans all across the nation

The L.V.C.

is like the new sensation

We came a long way from the Public Housing

Did a show last night for about fifteen thousand

And even though

I’m doin' fine (I'm doing fine)

When I get home

Jay Tee’s right back on the grind (Oooh!)

Repeat Chorus