Bubbles - Dizzee Rascal: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Bubbles

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Bubbles foi lançado em 4 de junho de 2007 por XL Recordings como parte do álbum Maths + English

Detalhes da canção

ÁlbumMaths + English

Data de lançamento4 de junho de 2007

EditoraXL Recordings

Melodicidade

Acústica

Valência

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM100

DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dylan Mills

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dylan Mills

Songwriter

Nick Detnon

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Nick Detnon

Producer

Mike Hedges

Engineer

Alexis Smith

Mixing Engineer

Letra

[Verse 1]

One, two, one, two, one, two

Mic check, check, check

Yeah, one, two, yeah, yeah

Clear, clear, yeah

[Verse 2]

I'm a young ragga brother from the LDN

In my Nike Air bubbles, and they cost one ten

Got these beanies on my lap and they all want the leg

I'm a ghetto superstar, come straight from the ends

And I walk it like I talk it, brother, ain't just hype

Making moves for the money every day and every night

Best to believe I keep it tight, best to believe I'm moving right

Keep my business on the low, you best to believe I'm outta sight

I like money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash

I let the champagne splash

[Verse 3]

Yo, I'm not a gangbanger but I'm good with a mash

Make you scratch your head and wonder, is he really that flash?

But it really doesn't matter 'cause you know I keep it moving

Middle of the dance floor, lean on, grooving

Baby got her bumper out, you know I gotta wine it

When we leave the club I'm really gonna get behind it

[Verse 4]

Nike Air bubbles on my feet looking fresh

Got my brand new garm's on, dressed to impress

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies, gotta crush

Keep something in my pocket case these brothers try to rush

Nike Air bubbles on my feet looking fresh

Got my brand new garm's on, dressed to impress

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies, gotta crush

Keep something in my pocket case these brothers try to rush

[Verse 5]

Brown eyes, five-ten, dark skin

I'm Mr. Dizzee Rascal, why you even asking?

The undercover lover, girls call me buff thing

But used to keep a balaclava resting on my chin

And it's a end here, hustle, hustle, bling, bling

I'm blowing and about to hear the fat lady sing

Don't fret on what I'm saying, it's the answer within

But life's a jungle, everybody wants to be the king

[Verse 6]

But it's all right though, I got my eyes on the prize

Money in my grill, bigger picture in my eyes

Hands around my testicles, middle finger risen

Every step that I take is a step with precision

I'm precise, precisely why my future's looking nice

The penthouse is lovely, it's a shame about the price

But you only live twice, that's on the real

No matter where I am, I'll always be the real deal

[Verse 7]

Nike Air bubbles on my feet looking fresh

Got my brand new garms on, dressed to impress

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies, gotta crush

Keep something in my pocket case these brothers try to rush

Nike Air bubbles on my feet looking fresh

Got my brand new garms on, dressed to impress

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies, gotta crush

Keep something in my pocket case these brothers try to rush

[Verse 8]

Education starts with discipline, I'm listening

But conversations kinda muffled since I got rich and things

Bubbles turn, indirectly spoke, I never heard a thing

Underground or overground, what's the difference, I'm the king

No divine right, it's my hindsight, I see it all

'Cause I ain't afraid to spread my wings and fly, you're a fool

Talking like you're mighty and you're high, but I know you're small

There's no logic in your gossip, just the writings on the wall

[Verse 9]

Over-ignorant, you ain't gully, you just playful

Far from the realest old dog menace, you're a mark

If you're deep why've you gotta roll fifty to the club?

Blood, who do you think you're fooling with that fake crew love?

The streets don't care for no longterm plan

These roads don't give a damn about any man

I try and show these brothers, they refuse to understand

So I'll just keep doing what I'm doing while I can, man

[Verse 10]

Nike Air bubbles on my feet looking fresh

Got my brand new garms on, dressed to impress

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies, gotta crush

Keep something in my pocket case these brothers try to rush

Nike Air bubbles on my feet looking fresh

Got my brand new garms on, dressed to impress

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies, gotta crush

Keep something in my pocket case these brothers try to rush

[Verse 11]

Eastside crew, Westside crew

Northside crew, Southside crew

Eastside crew, Westside crew

Northside crew, Southside crew

Written by: Dylan Mills, Nicholas Detnon, Nick Detnon

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