Baby Bash - Bubble On lyrics

[Verse 1: Baby Bash] Now, Baby Bash, that's my homie Playamade, one and only If you hatin' on his a**, you full of sh** 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 [Verse 2: Angel Dust] 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 {*sleeping*} 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 Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Jay Tee] I'm in the game so deep, mayne, can't you see That's the V.P.D. don't f** with me (f** 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