Lyrics: William Earl Collins/Rod Castro/Fantasma Goria/Michael Kirsch/O'Shea Jackson
Music: William Earl Collins/Rod Castro/Fantasma Goria/Michael Kirsch/O'Shea Jackson
Don't know how you do it but you did it
You pop my bubble, my bubble pop (I'll pop that bubble)
No time to cover, let's step it up (ooh, let's step it up)
You pop my bubble (you pop my), my bubble pop (bubble popping baby)
Ain't here for trouble, just wanna- (oh come on, make some noise)
Pop my heart, it drop
Catch me on the dance floor, this is what I went fo'
Saw you la-di-da-di now I wonder what you planned for the morning
Baby, I'm not trickin', I'm just stalling, grinding
Wait, would you mind tellin' me the name of the game?
'Cause I can tell you meet my base
Now I don't chase but when I aim high, 'cause we on the same vibe
Even reach into the cabin at the same time (you know I need my space to roam)
See, I like you a lot, see we could tie the knot
And we could try some love to get the tight and sneaky but, but, but, wait-
I don't want you to be scared of me, 'cause all I wanna do is carefully
Just wanna admit it, oh baby, you're the limit
You got me feeling giddy and didn't think I would be feeling fizzy, fizzy
But you did it
(Let your hair down)
Yeah (and I'll rub your back)
Let me pop your bubble, 'cause you like it like that
Sit back and relax (yeah) and just listen to the track
Let me pop your bubble, 'cause you like it like that
Outside Cincinnati, rollin' in my Caddy with Bootzilla, smokin' on a fatty
It's a good day, I wish you would day
I ain't the boule, I bump the blu-ray
On a Tuesday, bumpin' bootay and a rubber band is the trouble man
Looking for trouble, more like in trouble, girl if I bust that bubble
Make ya' knees buckle, make ya' see double, make ya' say "I love you" (hahaha)
But you know this ain't matrimony (nah) this right here is macaroni (yeah), so don't start actin' phony
Drop the attitude, put ya back up on me (c'mon)
And hop yo' ass in my car, so I can drive off with a chocolate star
You pop my bubble, my bubble pop (my bubble pop)
No time to cover, let's step it up (ooh, yeah, yeah)
You pop my bubble, my bubble pop (my bubble pop)
Ain't here for trouble (c'mon), just won't you-
We're like vinegar and baking soda, pop rocks and Coca-Cola, let me go explode ya'
All about the chemistry, say could it be that we are meant to be
Internally hooked to each other like we on ecstasy, next to you
You're next to me, take the keys, I don't mean to rush up, but f-, you can take the lead
I mean you probably know yourself that you are bad, pretty
You talk about me and now I'm like a mad, kitty
You cream of the crop, drop, baby I'm a tough nut
Said I need to know, let's get into the nitty-gritty, say
(You can pop my bubble, my b-b-bubble)
You can be oh so sure, she like the weather, oh we can be oh so cold alone together
So why don't we just get close and be true lovers? Told ya
You pop my bubble (yeah), my bubble pop (my bubble pop)
No time to cover (let me pop that), let's step it up (ooh, yeah, yeah)
You pop my bubble, my bubble pop (can I pop that?)
Ain't here for trouble, just won't you- (I know you like it like that)
Pop it right like that in your middle (can I pop that?)
(You can pop my bubble, my b-b-bubble)
I'm gon' pop that bubble, like a fiddle (can I pop that?)
(You can pop my bubble, my b-b-bubble)
Bubble poppin', baby
Now let your hair down, and I'll rub your back
Let me pop your bubble (can I pop that?)
'Cause you like it like that
You popped my bubble, I can say it no other way
(Yeah, c'mon) I like you, you know I need you baby bubba