Bubblin

Anderson .Paak


Look at you go, okay, you bubblin'
Look, go, go, Look at you go
Okay you bubblin', look

Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
Look at the cash, look at the cash comin' in
Come get your mans, this lil' nigga buggin' me
Just leave the bag Quit all that jaw-jackery
Don't even pass me that, I don't want none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad about it, they had enough of it
Woah, watch what you sayin', all that poppin' and shakin'
Got me hot as a laser, my posse deep and irate
And we act a fool for the paper
had a dream and I made it
El Camino on Dayton's, Vintage Guess over Bape
Put the bread on me bitch
bitch you bet I'ma bank it
Piggy flat in a blanket
I might just roll out today
I might just roll out to Vegas
head back to my old ways
Cop a room full of Asian hoes
and do blow all day
Look at me baby, look at me baby
Don't I look like a million?
I'm 'bout to clean out the safe
D-don't I look like somebody
that just be bodyin' everything
All that talkin' is great
but I don't be talkin' I air it out
All the problems have gotten easy to bury
I'd rather drown them in Hendrick's
I'd rather kiss on my Mary
I been broker way longer than I been rich
so until it levels out
I'ma take your mama to the Marriott and wear it out
Took me so long to get it, gonna spread it out
Let 'em know all about me when I'm dead and gone

One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin' (go)

One in the hand (look)
One in the hand (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash, bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin'

I'ma need all the fries you can give me
All the hot sauce, all the pies you can give me
Better be all or nothin'
don't have me in the middle
You better be all you can
get higher than the limit
Simplify for the Dumbos
plenty slides, I can shuffle
Hit the cadence with my young bitch
Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean
But the old hoe with the cane stick
Left my slippers at the function
it's hard to run in Gucci slides
Chick, I thought you said you didn't have a husband
I'ma stud, no cuckold
Jackie Chan, no trouble
Can't clean it with a bib
lood drippin' from the cutthroats
No Lord, not me
I can never be the one you wanna stunt for
Money, money, that machine gun
sprayed the Ferragamo store
R. I. P. The times that I was broke
after life in 911 Porsche
Matte black, lookin' clean
dead prezies in an envelope
Cookin up canard, waitin' for the antidote
runnin' out of time
Patience thinner than a pantyhose

Get over here and empty your pockets
I don't do that
You're my prisoner-you
do what I tell you to do-get over here
Haha, he's gonna get nasty about it!
Fuckin' bitch!
Frank! Cool it, huh?
Stay the fuck outta this!

One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
(look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
(look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin'
(okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin' (go)
One in the hand (look)
One in the hand (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
(look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash, bubblin'
(okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin'

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