Bubblin (Explicit) - Anderson .Paak

Composed by：O. Tucker/B.P. Anderson/A. Reid

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' n***a 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 n***as mad about it 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 b***h b***h 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 h*es 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 gon' and spread it out

Let 'em know all about me when I'm dead and gone

woah

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 pie 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 yeah

Simplify for the Dumbos plenty slides I can shuffle

Hit the cadence with my young b***h Isaac Hayes Billy Ocean

Bought my old h*e 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'm a stud no cuckold Jackie Chan no trouble

Can't clean it with a bib blood 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

RIP to times that I was broke after life in 911 Porsche

Matte black lookin' clean dead prezies in an envelope

Cooking 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

F**kin' b***h

Frank Cool it huh

Stay the f**k 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'