The Bubble
King Tee, King T, Tha Alkaholiks, Tha Liks
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Nigga quit playin' with the god damn drum machine Motherfucker (ha) yo [Chorus: x2] Wherever my crew go, same old scenario Takin' over every show, rockin' on the radio-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh It's Tha Liks you know our repertoire, we party y'all We treat every day like it's fuckin' Mardi Gras (y'know) Y'all done started somethin' you just can't finish Ten years deep in this game called rap business We takin' hip-hop back, it's gettin' unbearable Y'all done disrespected the game somethin' terrible My Likwid Crew shower you, with rhymes that's incomparable Beats so ridiculous it just ain't fair to you We act stupid off the tonic and whiskey Smoke so much weed you might think I'm a hippie In the club drunk with my nigga King Tipsy Lookin' for some hoes that we can toss like frisbies Bail through the club belligerent like, "Bitch Please" (damn) Tab at the bar is already like six G's Everywhere we go, I roll with the same old gang Doin' the same old thang, again and again [Chorus] Niggas know (y'all niggas know) On your marks get wet, three vets is on the set It's nine years in the game and we ain't lost a step yet We still in full effect with drunk rhymes that make the world spin (While you starin at me nigga) Nigga, I'm starin' at your girlfriend Women see us out and think my click is too obnoxious Cause we bail around the party like we off a couple notches We off a couple vodkas, home girl, we Likwid niggas Take the time to get to blow us, tell yo' friends come kick it with us Ha ha, all jokes aside, we slide slippers Money fallin' out my pocket like I robbed nine strippers Tash is, "Animal House" like Jon Belushi I'll be drinkin all the sake while you eatin' all the sushi (damn) (Whattup nigga?) It's still the same situation Tha Liks be gettin' head from the same bitch you datin' Ratin us a 9'll be a waste of your time We tens with big ends so let the games begin (y'know) [Chorus] Niggas know y'all niggas know Niggas know y'all niggas know Yeah, yeah! Imperialistic without doubt, the King'll blast your character out So stop playin with it, you fadin in it I stay with it, let me present the crown sound Constricted with the Likwid, the ticket round town The wicked wild sound unleashed out the cage Plus the Alkaholiks got the bar on stage Get pissy, Tipsy got a baggy full of cavi J-Ro put D's on the Mavi' Swift got TV's in the Caddy Tash kept it all factory The Likwid far from tacky Even if I step in the Sky Bar, K-Swiss and hard khakis Y'all niggas better be happy, let me bubble [Chorus] Niggas know niggas know, y'all niggas know Niggas know y'all niggas know [Chorus] Wherever my crew go, same old scenario
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Written by: ERIC BROOKS, JAMES ROBINSON, RICO SMITH, ROGER MCBRIDE
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