Lyrics:
criminals yeah
Money hungry
Wabble in the hills
Wabble up
Thousand dollar bills
Ruined by your viles yeah
By your vile
Painful death threats
Flex, flex, flex,
Turbo turbo in the jumbo then we go Wombolombo
Wibble wibble wabble wabble
Mpola mpola ssebo ssebo
Mini Sitaki mambo jambo
When i bounce like a dribble
It wabble when she walk sheen gotta dance
If you can See it from the front then see it from the back
Booty jumping like da trap mama keep a bag
Wazzup
Wazzup Theito?
Nigga this shit got me wabble wabble
Im sauced as a matherfacker nigg*
Wazzup why you not talking
This kid is high as fuck my g
I'm the Globglogabgalab, I love books
I am the Glob-glo-gab-galab
The shwabble-dabble-wabble-gabble flibba blabba blab
I'm full of shwibbly
the Glob-glo-gab-galab
The shwabble-dabble-wabble-gabble flibba blabba blab
I'm full of shwibbly liber-kind
I am the yeast of thoughts and minds
Shwabble dabble
ha-ha-ha, mmh, splendid
Simply delicious, oh, ha-ha-ha
I am the Glob-glo-gab-galab
The shwabble-dabble-wabble-gabble flibba blabba blab"
will not
wabble I and I
a V.I.P international
And now they putting
Rasta on the air
Before that they used
live in fear
What a joy to hear
away.)
PILATE
Silence! I've had enough of this wowdy wabble webel behaviour. Stop it!
Call yourselves Pwaetonian guards. Silence!
(But the GUARDS are
(repeat)
Little miss muffett on a squat by me,
Can ya see the little string danglin' down
Makes the legs go wabble an' the mouth flop shut
An' the horrible
look out y'all
[Violent J and Shaggy: ]
Wibble Wabble Bumble Boo, I'm Violent J, nice to meet you, hop and jump the cherry pump, (Cherry syrup
J:] Man, look out y'all
[Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Wibble wabble bumble boo, i'm Violent J nice to meet you, hop and jump thy cherry pump,
Music hear factory
Salva
Logan G
Shooter coc
Real hasta la muerte
Wabble bubble
bout the walk
I like the walk away
Booty wabble
She gon' drop it all today
Turn around
And then I hit her meditate
The way I’m smokin
You can smell
but im not from gothem
Hit him once and the boy start to wabble
Beating his ass and searching his pockets
Jacking his wallet
Feeling so flawless
Why you
rose up from hell
I am the Glob glo gab galab
The shwabble dabble wabble gobble flibba blabba blab
I'm full of shwibbly liber kind
I am the yeast
cans an liquor
Bottles step step wabble
Feel like El Chapo walk like
I own a castle i dont
Phillipee gollo poo
Tullu poo
Falla pa
Lelle pe lelle pe
I'm drunk
Leave me alone
I'm drunk
Where's my phone?
I wibble wabble right into the table
Don't know why I can't stand up or keep it stable
You'll
try
To go against where do the hell do you represent?
Shaolin, Killa Hill residence, nigga
I go wabble on ya ass, and burn muthafuckas up just like
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