Bubblin (Remix|Clean) - Anderson .Paak/Busta Rhymes
Composed by：Dwayne Abernathy Jr./Brandon Paak Anderson/T. Smith Jr./Orlando Jhalil Tucker/Anthony Markeith Reid
Produced by：Jahlil Beats/Antman Wonder
Look at you go
Okay you bubblin'
Look go 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 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 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 the cash look at the cash bubblin'
Look at the cash look bubblin' go
One in the hand look one in the hand go
Look at the cash look bubblin'
Yo Anderson Paak busta rhymes
Every time I come I hit a n***a in the middle
Hit a n***a high hit a n***a low aye
And as I f**k it up a little more
Kill 'em and I get 'em
When they hit the floor yeah
And while I'm guzzlin' a little bit of yack
'Cause the spot bubblin' my n***a where the dough
Where it at
Now put the motherf**king money in the bag
Hurry up my n***a right now gotta go
So much truth in the n***a head
Like the water gonna pop
Boilin' and bubblin' and it's takin' everything I got
I got a boy and he strugglin'
No matter how they wanna pop
Boy we be husslin' and try to make a stop
We huntin' and then moshin' and then messin'
And then we beat him in the head
'Til we got him tumblin' and shufflin' and mumblin' and tusslin'
And have a hard time recoverin'
Back for more than truce ay ay ay
One's in the air everybody better put 'em up
Put 'em up
Everybody better get to the back
Stack money n***a get it up
Get it up
Know what I mean
Every time we pull up n***as wilin' on the scene
Step back look jack f**k around and make a n***a
Black back till you sound like a fiend
Any time that I come and I get up in the buildin'
N***as already know there's gonna be a killin'
And I give you more hit 'em with the raw
Uncut pure raw coke that'll keep a n***a shiverin'
Don't give a d**n
When I smoke this gurkah
B***hes they be fightin' and be bickerin'
N***as know to give it up
And nothing to question better believe we be deliverin'
Let's go go go
Get over here and empty your pockets
I don't take this
We don't get this
You're my prisoner you do what
Stay the f**k outta this
One in the hand one in the bag bubblin