Bubble Man Lyrics

57th Street Rogue Dog Villians Lyrics



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


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


I come through with some sh*t 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
N***as will get chest ties, the best guys keep never compremise

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


It's the corner man, putting salt in my hustle
With the bubble man, he continues to bubble
When they come roagesh ways make me twist and turn they body, making them scream
dot
Spotted him on my terf, so agressive in these situations
To send a message we just roll them up like papers
Press the city, get my gritty
Don't need no cake, just sidekick
The mother ship got bricks in the stairwell
And if you you be yelling farewell
F**k with the mennace, Imma spit till there's trouble man
Until it cracks on tracks


I cook it up and make it bubble
Betty Crocker, cutting and twisting, make you pop

I put the wammy on

I'm all about my loot
I'm a repore with the plug, dumping them drugs
See the life of a thug, n***a villains get love
On the regular, I'm all about my
I'm going , hustles with my
B*t*hes, you can miss me if it ain't about a dollar bill
On the real man, my babies need them f**king meals
So I'm on one, from the sun up till the sun down
Mr. bubble man, you know who put this town down

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




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