Bubbaloo
Lyrics
Shorty yum yum like bubbaloo
I'm a young bull
Lasso pull baby what it do
See I'm sticking to your rhythm
Like you the way move
Good vibrations
Love the dedication
And the rotation ooh
Pop it
Scrub it to the ground for me boo
Lets get drunk off the titos
Nah she bad and bouji my amigo
Top Floor
Ace
And henny on the kettle no chase
I like to let my cognac steam
The preferred taste is sentimental
Experience this
My experiences
This is not a shooting star
We Don't fade out
We burn infinite heat
The scruples in the jewels
Pure
Worked so hard
Nights brother choose plights
I was hawkin putting grit grip in the wit
For infinite flight
Blessed to back they ain't ready
Stepped on a beat and it's steady
Its a knocker it's bonkers
Its heavy
Nature something like a demi
Child of God
Let em hear me
Big slammer
Microphone check
Before the wreck
Jack hammer
Good stamina
Whooa
I came to sweat
These boys fancy
The paths I cant forget
Yo lets reflect
This climb is serious
Boy we had a grip
Since 96
For those whose curious
242 In the house
From nassau baby
Pressure baby we bounce
Till momentum
Take us through the roof
Through and through
Feeling like Walo
Fresh up out the zoo
Shorty yum yum like bubbaloo
I'm a young bull
Lasso pull baby what it do
See I'm sticking to your rhythm
I like the way you move
Writer(s): Joel Fountain
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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