Bout Ta’ Bubble - Intellectual

[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]

Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man

(One for the treble, two for the bass

Come on Tecca Nina, let's rock this place)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy

Punks, better cuff your lady, can't nobody tame me

Blame me, for keepin' her runny eyed rainy

Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out they panties

Girls on the jock (Check), pocket full of socks (Check)

Got a fat knot (Check), somethin' gone squat (Yeah)

Down, dippa-dippa-down, down for the block?

Tryin' to be hot, but you flop

Wanna be shot to the top but you not DWAMN!!!

I ain't never seen so much green

Than when I seen when my team hit the scene

It must be a dream

Hit the stage, everybody holler

Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows for a bigger dollar

Father, I don't wanna leave nobody toothless

'Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do best

You finna see me in the TV with a few guests

We 'bout to bubble, baby, get your waterproof vest

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble

'Bout to bubble, baby

We got you, lady

And drinkin' and smokin'

And humpin' and likin' it

And drinkin' and smokin'

And humpin' and likin' it

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin'

All around the world, busy with the bass hittin'

We ain't come for bustin' heads, yo, we hate trippin'

When we through rockin' the shows, man, we chase kittens

J's on my feet, car full of beats

Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat

Frown, you can make us all clown in the street

Gimme the beat and you leakin'

No mercy for the haters that weep

On to the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands

Veterans, caravans, gettin' cheddar, man

'Round the world in a day, off in LA

Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay

Everybody hyphy, the South really like me

Ill Bill got it where the East Coast invites me

Sets in the air when the mood really strikes me (Soo-woo!)

Hey, we 'bout to bubble, so embedded in your psyche

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble

'Bout to bubble, baby

We got you, lady

And drinkin' and smokin'

And humpin' and likin' it

And drinkin' and smokin'

And humpin' and likin' it

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

Hey, B-boys, hit the floor with it

Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe with it

Clown and crump with it, A-Town stomp with it

At the set, jugglettes make they double D's jump to this

House on the hill (Check), hella tip drills (Check)

Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill (Yeah)

Busta Bust saluted the 5-6 'ville (Yes)

40 water, he taught me a lot in this business, for real

Stormin', in Salt Lake City performin' for Mormons

Out of their garments before the morning, I'm torment

Leavin' 'em torn, mess with the bull you get the horns

Nina gets with a beauty, that's disarming

Misery's behind me, labels tryin' to sign me

Ain't too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be

Is she lookin' for somethin' with a future so shiny?

Kansas City, Missouri is where she gone find me

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble

'Bout to bubble, baby

We got you, lady

And drinkin' and smokin'

And humpin' and likin' it

And drinkin' and smokin'

And humpin' and likin' it

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble

(And drinkin' and smokin')

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble

(And humpin' and likin' it)

'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble