Bubble Man 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
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[Verse 1: Bakarii]
They wanna know just what I'm cookin, up deep in my home
It's the bubble man, contraband deep in my zone
Mobil phone, on my pager, I be there in a jiffy
Talking numbers just in case they flip the script and come get me
Take no chances, I dance in the dark with the devil
Got my hands in my pants, and a package of pebbles
I perform, and I'm worn, and I'm roaguesh and crookid
Up till 4 in the morning, bubblin and cookin
Don't want no problems, just to bubble up and be bout my business
Then I sattle up and tally up my currency didgets
Like a sergin, watch me cut and chop it up till it's potent
Then I seeze the opertoonity [?]
[Chorus: Bakarii]
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?], tryna see what you're fixing
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?], they tryna see what you're fixing
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?] they tryna see what you're fixing
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?], tryna see what you're fixing
[Verse 2: Bakarii]
I come through with some shit to make a coward do a backflip
But don't trip, I just hit my Crip
It's the bubble man, watch me bubble the bricks
Then I vanish with the caine, serving splifs
I persevered through the trile, cause I'm so snug in my plug
[?] giving me daps and hugs
Get it crackin when they call me, I be [?]
[?] pistol gripped pump with all my [?]
Focused on this fetty, [?] keep it ready
In this sterdy game
Don't try to test me [?]
[?] change
For my investment
Niggas will get chest ties, the best guys keep [?] never compremise
They wanna know just what I'm cookin, up deep in my home
It's the bubble man, contraband deep in my zone
Mobil phone, on my pager, I be there in a jiffy
Talking numbers just in case they flip the script and come get me
Take no chances, I dance in the dark with the devil
Got my hands in my pants, and a package of pebbles
I perform, and I'm worn, and I'm roaguesh and crookid
Up till 4 in the morning, bubblin and cookin
Don't want no problems, just to bubble up and be bout my business
Then I sattle up and tally up my currency didgets
Like a sergin, watch me cut and chop it up till it's potent
Then I seeze the opertoonity [?]
[Chorus: Bakarii]
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?], tryna see what you're fixing
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?], they tryna see what you're fixing
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?] they tryna see what you're fixing
It's the bubble man, I cook it up in the kitchen
In [?], tryna see what you're fixing
[Verse 2: Bakarii]
I come through with some shit to make a coward do a backflip
But don't trip, I just hit my Crip
It's the bubble man, watch me bubble the bricks
Then I vanish with the caine, serving splifs
I persevered through the trile, cause I'm so snug in my plug
[?] giving me daps and hugs
Get it crackin when they call me, I be [?]
[?] pistol gripped pump with all my [?]
Focused on this fetty, [?] keep it ready
In this sterdy game
Don't try to test me [?]
[?] change
For my investment
Niggas will get chest ties, the best guys keep [?] never compremise
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