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Pop that bubble, pop that bubble
Pop that bubble butt, pop that bubble

She gots a bubble butt, yeah
You know she really gots a bubble butt
The kind of ass that you just gotta strut, yeah
The kind of ass that makes you bust a nut

Though all the other objects float around and through
I'm trapped inside a bubble and I stare only at you

Hustle over here my shorty, put a swagger in your dance
How do you expect to keep that bubble booty in your pants
Feel the rhythm of you moving, grooving in a state of trance
See that booty in its swaying, hypnotizing at a glance
When she walk up in the room, Lord I never stood a chance
Got them curves that are for real, ain't no silicon implants
Make me wanna go all night with that bubble butt romance

She gots a bubble butt, yeah
you know she really gots a bubble butt
the kind of ass that you just gotta strut, yeah
the kind of ass that makes you bust a nut

You dismissed me with your soft and silent gaze
And left me here a martyr cause I love you just the same

Pop that bubble, pop that bubble
Pop that bubble butt, pop that bubble

All the king's horses and all the king's men 
couldn't put that bubble booty back together again

Hey! hey!

All the people in the club say hey, hey!
All the people in the club say hey, hey!
How yo mama blow a bubble that big?
How yo mama blow a bubble that big?

Baby what are you holding onto that you don't want me to know?
Open up that bubble booty to papa and I'll help you let it go
As gently as you wake in the morning and as deeply as you sleep through the night
I suffer to recover your beauty and to leave you clean inside

That bubble butt too soupy when we were making whoopy
You got my dick all poopy and now I'm sad and droopy














Bubblebutt

The Toadstool

Boobs

I'm the mother fuckin real deal

Get drunk, get high, get laid 
I'm the mother fuckin real deal
Be pimps, get hoes, get paid 
straight mother fuckin real deal

What you tryin to say, hey, you think i'm gay?
You make a living flipping burgers, I get paid to be on stage 
Hoe, what you think you know? You came to my show 
And now I'm telling you where that fuckin finger should go
Ain't nobody else who can flow like I flow 
I'm the pro, look at you, just an average Joe
Thanks for the money sweetheart, God you fuckin blow
Now take that bitch ass out this door and go back home

Bathing in the riches, getting all the bitches
Stashing all the bodies of the snitches in the ditches

Get drunk, get high, get laid 
I'm the mother fuckin real deal
Be pimps, get hoes, get paid 
straight mother fuckin real deal

Just look up to me, ya'll know you want to
Don't have to be the man but at least you can pretend to
Take off that mask at night, mine's plastered right on
Still you can walk away but I gotta finish this song
See I ain't no super saint, no speeches Obama
I'm just a degenerate but ya'll know you want it
So spare me your guillotine, cause I ain't no savior
I carry out your filthy expectations and wear them out like a true player

I seen them, they all laughing at me
Cause I'm the real deal they all trying to be
Trying to walk like me, trying to talk like me
Cause everybody knows i'm the real OG
I'm the original gangster, I ain't no prankster
All you phony G's, I'ma come and spank ya
Cause I'm the papa of all this, show stopper
King of the jungle, bitches, Mufasa

When everybody see me, they wanna read me
All them bubble booty ladies, they wanna freebie
When I party in the club, they think i'm crazy
Cause I be drankin and blazin, before they treat me

Get drunk, get high, get laid 
I'm the mother fuckin real deal
Be pimps, get hoes, get paid 
straight mother fuckin real deal

The Real Deal

Lil' Wayne, T-Pain
Lil' John, KDON

Gotta ask a question, who's the DJ here?
Playing all this shit, push the button there
Smake ya think it's easy, Smake ya wanna smoke
Smake ya feel you got that when you just gone broke
Hey there mother fucker, who's the rapper here?
Fumbling all this shit, spill the flow right there
Smake ya get all juicy, smake ya get all wet
Smake ya ignoramus, trust your TV set

Movin' and groovin' and sploogin' that thin jizz
Up in the club where they crankin' that thin jizz
Out on the floor they be rollin' in thiz jizz
Down in the streets they be swimmin' in thin jizz

Yeah they tell me that I gone gold
And look at all these records that I sold
And things not borrowed, they all stolen
But it don't matter cause I still rolliin'
Yeah I know there's no worth in what I'm doing
It's just bile, shit and cum that I've been spewing
But all the critics think it's something worth reviewing
I'm the dog and you're the bitch that I've been screwing

Listen to me now, just listen to me, listen to me
Listen to me now, just listen to me, listen to me
Listen to me now, just listen to me, listen to me now

Given twice a nickle, fuck that, keep it to myself
Make this fortress high, building bars to my cell
No one's got a moment, No one's willing to see
Why the fuck can't I just be free of me?

Movin' and groovin' and sploogin' that thin jizz
Up in the club where they crankin' that thin jizz
Out on the floor they be rollin' in thiz jizz
Down in the streets they be swimmin' in thin jizz

And my drank is my thin jizz

Thin Jizz

Smoking that pipe-weed like a Bilbo, Bilboss
Smoking that pipe-weed like Gandalf, Gandalf

Hey, did you ever watch The Lord of the Rings
and see that Gandalf was puffin' that stuff like straight up G?
Ever wonder how he got all his wizardly powers?
Well he was crushin' and burnin' that shit by the hour
Him and Bilbo used to toke it up all day in the shire
Lightin' fire works and smokin', gettin' higher and higher
Don't forget about Merry and Peregrin Took
Yeah them two mother fuckers was always cooked

Dude, what about Frodo and Samwise Gamgee?

Man fuck those guys, those guys are fuckin' pussy 

Yeah

Always wining about walking the ring over to Mordor
When Gandalf could have had that shit flown to their door
And you I couldn't help but just wonder why
The dark lord Sauron always had such a blood-shot eye

And you know that we can only assume
What he was always cooking up in Mount Doom

Yeah they be smokin' it up like Smaug
They be burnin' like a balrog

My crew and me, we kick it at the prancing pony
Getting pints, getting laid, smoking that Old Toby

JRR Tolkien was toking, smoking that pipe-weed nightly
Rollin them joints in the pages of his books
He knew that Lewis was clueless through his allegories
Stories of christian folk who never smoke

JRR Tolkien was toking, was smoking

Smoking that pipe-weed like a Bilbo, Bilboss
Smoking that pipe-weed like Gandalf, Gandalf

Yeah I'm the Lord of the Rings, haha, smoke rings
Toking up the last of the long bottom leaf
My torch and my pipe like my sword and my sheath
Lighting up the room like mother fucking Glamdring
The foe hammer, the hoe slammer
A blunt straight to the dome and you watch your world shatter
You best be ready for whatever it brings
Repetition in your head as your consciousness sings

Abandon your memory, soon you'll be
Riding tidal waves of subtlety


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