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[Bates]
I've been blowing smoke like bubbles
But I could blow my brains out like a candle
It taking place in the shadow on the sand'll
Let me see the last frame for myself
Oooh
Too smacked
Watching Kangaroo Jack
Skeet ball
Since two feet tall (Young)
J rolled
Since one day old
These hoes warm up but I stay cold
Case closed. Case cold
Ladies at Merrymount
Getting Maypoled
Or thereabouts
Kodiak the Paramount
Anybody hide behind their people and I scare them out (Boo!)
Our
Biggest star
Doesn't even have a flare of doubt
When I put it in the air, that me airing out
Want to have a carrot count
I don't care to count
Put it in Pan American air account
Uh, that's a**uming it's a fair amount
Uh, just a kid with Double Bubble
Bubblegum
Some-
One come
Burst my bubble
Rampumpumpum
The cum-
Bersome trouble
Of um-
Welt and gum-
Ption lum-
Ped in the rubble
They all, want a drum
Of the rum
Buccaneers
Who stole the drum from
The royal army of overseers
Know it burns. Oversears
Builds up over years
Pretty soon, overhears
"Someone call 911"s
"Help him"s and "Over here"s
sh** now
Say I'm not legit now
I could make it more or less perfect
Just a bit
Whatever I felt like, I'm the master don't forget now
Guess that's Master Bates
Unless he's bagging birdies at faster rates
I told her I was hungry, cat pa**ed her plates
And then I ate them up, them fat mashed potat's
I think I figured it out, cracked the safe
I'm feeling mad displaced
My breath had this taste
Of blowing (smoke like bubbles)
I've been blowing smoke like bubbles
But I could blow my brains out like a candle
It taking place in the shadow on the sand'll
Let me see the last frame for myself
[Nonchabont]
Oh (Nya), oh oh oh (Nya)
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles
Oh (Nya), oh oh oh (Nya)
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles, hey
Nonchabont, I got 'em
More green that avocados
My b**h moaning bad, she awful
Got a mouthful of tip like a counselor
Under your blouses
Trying to see what's under your outfit
Why you even wearing an outfit?
You knew I was coming here
Get that p**y wet, like a faucet
And I only eat it's spotless
Tell me what the cost is
I got it
Game wrapped tight like Muhammad's
Turban
Eyy
A hearse is a car 'til a dead body surface
A church house unless the Holy Ghost in it
A verb is a noun, only if you care to listen
f** it, something, I don't know
Bates is in front of me and I don't care listen
So what you finna do, n***a?
Don't be scared now
No Cult coming for your head now
You better keep up your defenseman like Greg Fox
We coming for your neck and we ain't fixing up your necktie
Uh
f**ing with us, you on the best side
Champagne and that, top tier, better f**ing notarize
Like the lens on my iris, stay polarized
Pull up in that new sh**, I'm sorry
Shorts so short, got a hat for the shade
And a shirt unbu*toned, man I think I'm on safari
Leaf like Barney
Got a little purple and green
Got the push start, you don't need a car key
n***a don't worry
Homies still like the Stone Army
Got that work if you need employment
Ass enormous
Champagne that's imported
Don't know the name but it's important
Or I don't know
[Bates]
I've been blowing smoke like bubbles
But I could blow my brains out like a candle
It taking place in the shadow on the sand'll
Let me see the last frame for myself
[Nonchabont]
Oh (Nya), oh oh oh (Nya)
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles
Oh (Nya), oh oh oh (Nya)
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles
Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles, hey