Bubble Gum Blues

[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

[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

[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

[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

[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

[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

[ 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