"Bubble Up" lyrics
Mike Smiff & BossMan Dlow Lyrics
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and
Hoe called my phone, say these niggas want me dead
Bitch don't call my phone, telling me what niggas said
Bitch, I'm way too busy trying to stack me up a million
Put that money on the floor and stack it to the ceiling
Threw a 50 on the blicky
Case it get sticky
If I go to jail, I know my bitch gon' come get me
I'm a backwood roller, good weed smoker
Hennessy pourer, bad bitch stroker
F&N totter, strip club goer
Bankroll thrower, I'm a bad motherfucker
Every L I took, a nigga took it like a man
Got up off my ass and got it in, I know how to
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bih, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and bubble up
Big Za, he a broke nigga, I'm a go getter
Real coke whipper
He balling, can't foul him, big bank counter
He don't want no money, better stay from around them
Fuck that, I ain't going home till I get the package gone
Put my arm all in the bowl, I might break my collar bone
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
They can't fuck with us, they broke as fuck baby
Get ya sack up, pull up black truck
Stack that money baby, make it add up
I stay in traffic, keep it moving nigga
Florida boy, I spent a grip on these cubans nigga
Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm a real lifer
And I ride striker, foreign whip driver
Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm a real lifer
And I ride striker, foreign whip driver
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and
Hoe called my phone, say these niggas want me dead
Bitch don't call my phone, telling me what niggas said
Bitch, I'm way too busy trying to stack me up a million
Put that money on the floor and stack it to the ceiling
Threw a 50 on the blicky
Case it get sticky
If I go to jail, I know my bitch gon' come get me
I'm a backwood roller, good weed smoker
Hennessy pourer, bad bitch stroker
F&N totter, strip club goer
Bankroll thrower, I'm a bad motherfucker
Every L I took, a nigga took it like a man
Got up off my ass and got it in, I know how to
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bih, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and bubble up
Big Za, he a broke nigga, I'm a go getter
Real coke whipper
He balling, can't foul him, big bank counter
He don't want no money, better stay from around them
Fuck that, I ain't going home till I get the package gone
Put my arm all in the bowl, I might break my collar bone
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
They can't fuck with us, they broke as fuck baby
Get ya sack up, pull up black truck
Stack that money baby, make it add up
I stay in traffic, keep it moving nigga
Florida boy, I spent a grip on these cubans nigga
Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm a real lifer
And I ride striker, foreign whip driver
Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm a real lifer
And I ride striker, foreign whip driver
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets and
Bubble Up Baby, Bubble Up Baby
Bubble up baby, run it up baby
Do your thing, Bitch, bounce back jit
We can take a L, that ain't shit, hit the streets
