LE1F – Bubbles Lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Honestly, me and the sidelines are a mismatch
I already got the skills. I dont really need the scout badge
No thanks, pops. I'll pass. I'm way too nice to finish last?
Haters need to call they're backups; send out a dispatch
I make these girls wanna holler, gag or bitch bash
Hmm, let a bitch bark at me once and I will smash
Houston, do we have problem? Well, lets get it fixed fast
Tsk tsk, slap the shade on 'em. Give 'em whiplash
I beat it out the box like I'm Doug E. Lodi Dodi
Step your cookies up. Stop kicking rocks and jack your body
If you see a fake one, just push em out the party
Throw his ass like he's Jazz. Oops, I'm sorry I'm not sorry
Now somebody gimme the Henny or Hypnotiq
Either one to get me done.
Incredible hulk prolly got me
Coming out my shirt. Now I'mma flirt with somebody
Faster than a stunt man can in a Fiat Maserati
A speedometer couldn't clock me juking double time, triple time
Girls carbon copy. Closeted boyfriends wishing they could get mine
I'm a Sacajawea baby -no dime
I'm a gold mine. Get your pen ready to co-sign
Am I next in line? Yup, plus I'm on the list
Straight rappers about to hate me cuz I'm so good at this
Got 'em looking like a 404 page error glitch
Mad cuz I writing tough raps with my limp wrist. Haa
All around the world, can u hear me?
Do u like my bati and my banjee?
I'm super fit, super toned, so leave me alone
Get out my zone, cuz it's my bubble


[Hook]

It's my bubble. Cuz it's my bubble
Cuz it's my bubble
It's my bubble. Cuz it's my bubble
Cuz it's my bubble
I'm super fit, super toned, so leave me alone
Get out my zone, cuz it's my bubble

[Verse 2]

I be catching dubs, copping dubs
Blasting the subs, jukin in Uggs
I'm chilling with thugs, we popping these bubz
We're drinking in cribs with jacuzzi tubs
I'm hitting these clubs. I'm gettin my hugs
I'm getting my spins; Pioneers show me love
I'm kissin my bubz -He's showing me love
I'm gettin a rub. We got friction like rugs
You know, the type that fly like in Aladdin
'Bout to let out my tiger cuz I'm fly like I'm Jasmine
If you put your eggs in my basket I promise you I'll crack them
You don't even have to tell your girlfriend what happened
Keep it ghetto like whips or weave with the two tone
I never give silly dudes the real digits to my phone
I'm super fit, super toned, so leave me alone
Get out my zone, cuz it's my bubble

[Hook]

It's my bubble. Cuz it's my bubble
Cuz it's my bubble
It's my bubble. Cuz it's my bubble
Cuz it's my bubble
I'm super fit, super toned, so leave me alone
Get out my zone, cuz it's my bubble

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