Bubble Gum Blues Lyrics - Ab-soul

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] 

Just dropped a four, I'm sleepin' (true) 

I don't even know how I do this 

Know your bitch wanna come with me 

I've got pull around here, we can go swimming 

Ain't no love for these fuck boys 

You can save all that noise 

You row your boat up shit's creek 

I roll with adults that pack toys 

[Verse 2: Short Dawg] 

And y'all lack poise 

Your paper thick, still I'll take your chick 

You can't wait and trick 

Comin' out the pocket like Kaepernick 

Flow tight, still I make it fit 

It's all love 'til the haters switch 

And I'm slow mo' 

Gettin' so throwed that I'm pacin' it 

I'm on that Indiana Jones 

Cups double like clones 

Pistol black as my ancestors 

We don't ride with that chrome 

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul] 

She on my head like a hairdresser 

But we ain't at the salon 

So sad, my credit bad, cause she won't leave me alone 

Stay a step ahead like a StairMaster in 3004 

Smoke that OG and that Master 

[Verse 4: Short Dawg] 

Police dogs in my dope 

Got these freaks piled at my show 

First she chose me, then I smashed her 

Told her if it happens naturally, then it won't be a disaster 

My niggas know that I'mma grind 'til we four-deep in that Casper 

[Verse 5: Ab-Soul] 

My niggas know that I'mma ride until my ghost float in the sky 

You niggas hustling backwards, for better or for worse 

It's a gift and a curse, we makin' money off of bad words 

Get money, fuck bitches, yo fresh, you pick 

[Verse 6: Short Dawg] 

Hm, countin' my green, or get in between? 

I can do both, I proved it 

They see the Coupe I'm in 

Ain't no reason for these niggas to pretend 

If money is the root, call me Kunta, then 

Used to have the two for tens, discount on them stones 

I'm pissed off, in my zone 

Got him dismounting the throne (it's on) 

My game wild, I'm from a 'hood where you can't smile 

I'm just here to make change, pal 

And I brung soul like James Brown 

[Verse 7: Ab-Soul] 

And it's a man's world 

Got my hands all over another man's girl 

Ain't that a bitch, yeah, life is such 

The minus and the plus, don't place me with the average 

You know I'm hazardous as Ks in pre-K classes 

It's straight madness 

Pumping gas and dropping matches with your daughter in the baby seat 

Can you imagine it? 

It's no conspiracy, every Soul Tape's fabulous