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Bubble Blower, Pt. 2 (No Adlibs) Video (MV)




Performed By: Bxitz
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Bow Billy




Bxitz - Bubble Blower, Pt. 2 (No Adlibs) Lyrics
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Why these niggas talkin' bout my friends I don't give a f*ck about y'all, where y'all
Motherf*ckin' manz
Say you up, this your stance Say you up, this your chance
Niggas they be dumb and I be havin' them delirious
This cup so dirty, it's why it's havin' me so serious
Gay nigga cryin', man, that nigga hit his period
She sendin' love letters my way but I'm not readin' it
My dreads gettin' longer, man, I finna be mysterious
F*ck G-Steppin', man, that nigga be curious
Charmyya passed around like a bitch sayin' period
Too much bodies in my account, I'm a myriad
Broke a bitch heart, man, I'm so deleterious
I'm close to the day I die, man, I'm fearin' it
Findin' loyal hoes is like mining obsidian
Just copped a ring and I put a diamond in it
Man, I'm Mr. F*ckin' Bxitz, and I put a island in it
Man, I want a lil' light skin, lil' breast face
This is Azaria, I finna do the Race just like Tay-K
You ain't higher than me, nigga, we in the f*ckin' same place
You made up an unfunny joke, now everybody got a straight face
Fat nigga just like Ozm, call that nigga Clayface
I might look like I'm black, but I'm white, we the same race
Man, her knees so ashy, man, she waiting for the cum shot
Oh, she on the Rage, man, I'm finna take my mug shot
F*ck missionary, let me give you these back shots
Man I found a loyal bitch, man, I hit the f*ckin' jackpot
You a broke lil' nigga, you ain't never ate no lamb chops
Niggas really wanna be me, did some snap shots
It's like doin' the songs off a motherf*ckin' laptop
I'ma hit you in your shit, hit a 360 trick shot
Three, two, one, on a motherf*ckin' shot clock
Man you walkin' out your house with some fake Amiri jeans
And you said that shit bustin', that's not what it really means
Chrome heart fit, look like Billie Jean
This bitch get boring, man, I'm leavin' her all sent
When I said run, my shit is not what I meant
Man, I love God, and every time I sin, I repent
Man, the way she suck dick so slowly, call her bubble blower
Cum everywhere, I make a bitch fall like it's October
She can't take it anymore, she askin' me to go slower
Havin' real sex with this bitch, she a porn star
Stitchin' over dumb shit, man, that's where the corns are
This beat too tough, man, it got me stutterin
Oh, I got a baby, man, I'm just discoverin
Got a bitch in tears, man, she just sufferin
Way too many hoes, I gotta start numberin
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English

Why these niggas talkin' bout my friends I don't give a f*ck about y'all, where y'all
Motherf*ckin' manz
Say you up, this your stance Say you up, this your chance
Niggas they be dumb and I be havin' them delirious
This cup so dirty, it's why it's havin' me so serious
Gay nigga cryin', man, that nigga hit his period
She sendin' love letters my way but I'm not readin' it
My dreads gettin' longer, man, I finna be mysterious
F*ck G-Steppin', man, that nigga be curious
Charmyya passed around like a bitch sayin' period
Too much bodies in my account, I'm a myriad
Broke a bitch heart, man, I'm so deleterious
I'm close to the day I die, man, I'm fearin' it
Findin' loyal hoes is like mining obsidian
Just copped a ring and I put a diamond in it
Man, I'm Mr. F*ckin' Bxitz, and I put a island in it
Man, I want a lil' light skin, lil' breast face
This is Azaria, I finna do the Race just like Tay-K
You ain't higher than me, nigga, we in the f*ckin' same place
You made up an unfunny joke, now everybody got a straight face
Fat nigga just like Ozm, call that nigga Clayface
I might look like I'm black, but I'm white, we the same race
Man, her knees so ashy, man, she waiting for the cum shot
Oh, she on the Rage, man, I'm finna take my mug shot
F*ck missionary, let me give you these back shots
Man I found a loyal bitch, man, I hit the f*ckin' jackpot
You a broke lil' nigga, you ain't never ate no lamb chops
Niggas really wanna be me, did some snap shots
It's like doin' the songs off a motherf*ckin' laptop
I'ma hit you in your shit, hit a 360 trick shot
Three, two, one, on a motherf*ckin' shot clock
Man you walkin' out your house with some fake Amiri jeans
And you said that shit bustin', that's not what it really means
Chrome heart fit, look like Billie Jean
This bitch get boring, man, I'm leavin' her all sent
When I said run, my shit is not what I meant
Man, I love God, and every time I sin, I repent
Man, the way she suck dick so slowly, call her bubble blower
Cum everywhere, I make a bitch fall like it's October
She can't take it anymore, she askin' me to go slower
Havin' real sex with this bitch, she a porn star
Stitchin' over dumb shit, man, that's where the corns are
This beat too tough, man, it got me stutterin
Oh, I got a baby, man, I'm just discoverin
Got a bitch in tears, man, she just sufferin
Way too many hoes, I gotta start numberin
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Writer: Bow Billy
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