Übersetzung: Alle. Bubble-Gum.
Warm, and sweet and soft and pink Or so I was led to believe The good things went from bad to worst Every bubble has to burst It seemed so sweet before
If I was a holy man I'd get down on my knees So the angels that watch over her would give a break to me Holy Mother of saint bubble gum and sister band
with you How many bubbles in soap How many chewings in gum How many rolls in a wheel Where did eyeballs come from But last but not least But baby most of all
miss those shits, man I wanna go back to school, man That's my word, man For real y'all, those were, those were the... goddamn y'all, you remember...
Mane We fuckin 50 hoes cause they some Gucci fans There's a stack dirty, there's a plaque dirty His jeans cut and his slacks dirty Blowin bubble gum,
Killer Mike] I got the all black Chevy on all black rims Keep a small black gat in my all black Tims On the all-black leather there's a all-black mack
getting your nails done Think cars, cribs, jewels, some shit for your son Don't let 'em give you, hard dick and bubble gum Make him cop the Lex bubble
all around me In your ragged pagan scene You tell me all the ways around my garden that you like I float just like a bubble Heading for a spike All
just numbin Slutty perfume, and ruined pork roast, soaked wardrobe Scars Ruby grew up with bubble gum cheeks runnin Streets Sweet child, steep summit Plummet, pink tile and all
s ok [Slimm] My game, slicker than slow tongue Get yo' main hoe sprung Chokin' on my blowgun She swallowed all my bubble gum Said it was so yum yum All
to blame? When I was raised in this hood when my crew was slain Only a few remains. you talk about struggle With your bubble gum life style, nigga fuck
Columbine And my set is throwing up dollar signs Some get gwop, some get pop, me? I got a ziplock of bubble gum, just for selling Chris Rock Nobody move
: [Redman][Chorus repeats 2x] If I'm a dog, then we some dogs We all gunna chase cats, tell them dog Girl don't waste that swallow it all We just some
clown Borrowin money to buy an outfit Not even good enough for a Sunday picnic I ask you: do you know who you're fuckin with? With those bubble gum jeans
you too If that's alright with you You're coffee brown and bubble gum pink And oh I think the shade of you is on the brink Of changing all the ways
polite time so that means I'm soft? You think I'm chicken, I think yo bitch is the dipping sauce All I got is hard dick and bubble gum Can't give ya
we do Be my guest, go front for the people But just like a store front, they gon see through That you sweet like bubble gum and they gon eat you How you
