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Well I can see you movin' it
Girl body be banging
Music a turn up and the Dj jammin'
Hooker than curve attention grabbin'
Bubble you a bubble

Well all the generations 
Run away
From comfortable places
To search for new bubbles 
In which to fly away
When all the generations 
Find their way

to burst your bubble
But I can really make it pop!

You put a couple pieces together but so what?
Nothing ever lasts forever so you better show up
Like some

Home in my memory is a green, worn out couch
And my grandmother in every poem
Every jasmine picked off the backlash
Every backlash picked off

everything's alright.

When the sun goes down in our bubble,
We know you're here, it's a miracle.
Father and son, seems so simple - hey Ma, don't worry.
The two

the Batty Bubble Crew
They catch up on the gossip from their recent weeks apart
To guarantee their first day back is perfect from the start

School soon,

bubble gum
Baby paint a scene for me
You can be my sweet Eileen
I would give you everything
But next time won't you care for me?
I need you to be there for

when it was us
Seems I need to burst
The bubble that was you and me
Breathe life into a different scene
And dream another dream
Dream a different dream

and bubble butts
100k and we ain't even perform, we going up

And you know I'm gon slide
You know I'm gon slide lil mama
You know I'm gon slide
You know I'm

We were always shooting for the stars
Trapped in the bubble, bound to fall apart
But you, you left an impression on me
I'll never be the same
Never be

about it
Reaching too far and wide for whats mine am I hitting a lick
So if all internet turnt up internet money will show up
Pop bubbles wallstreetbet

Choppa my locka when I'm writing these bars
Koka Kola veins, I'm insane
Trip through memory lane
Out in Narashino and I see my own white shadow
A tad

passin' the trees
It's a hundred degrees, it's a hundred degrees
I want a slim, thick, bubble-butted beauty that can fill the void
Late at night, talkin'

the shame

You don't know shit 'bout the struggle

When I shoot I got aim ambition is hot

Boy I been making it bubble

Know a youngin' he playing with flames

Can't say that I blame you
Set you up for the tee
That storm was ready brewin'
Rain down on me
We stuck together
Just like some bubble yum
Until we

What kind of world do you think this is?
Looking through your rose glasses fill your bubble full of bliss
Well I'm jaded, by every little thing that

Imagine a place
Where we could go
A place just for us
One we only know
We can fill it with memories
And share our lives here
And love each other

Weekend

Icona Pop

Weekend [Remixes]

2016

Calling all my new girls, use a couple of new lines

Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
All I got is some blurred-up memories
Sometimes I'm my own worst

Weekend

Icona Pop

Weekend

Calling all my new girls, use a couple of new lines

Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
All I got is some blurred-up memories
Sometimes I'm my own worst

Yeah (huh)
Yeah

Look, me and Lil Sandra bagging CDs in the bubble wrap
People recognize me from the TV, but I'm done with that
People don't

Zeig, mir noch einmal dein Bubble Butt
Baby, ich hab meine Glock unterm Anorak
Verdoppel mein Lovi ich double up
Fuck it up, Fuck it up, Fuck it up

Fumes

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

a very particular mischief,
Sis' wiggle an index if your limbs let,
Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead,

Hey,
Tequila

Memories keep fading away 
Can you save them
Remedies to ease this pain 
What else do you got
Vanity has stolen my brain 
Is it self defense?

I had this dream, nothing as it seem
I was inside a bubble floating oversea
Drifting outta to sleep, deep in outer space
No way, I could see a green