Blowing Bubba
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Blowing Bubba was released on November 16, 2025 by 10783086 Records DK as a part of the album Blowing Bubba - Single
Music Video
Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Artofdefiance
Producer
Lyrics
Shhhh
Welcome to the island
You didn't hear this from me
Jet fuel on the water, midnight breeze
Everybody rich acting guilty on their knees
Gold masks, black suits, no one clean
Paradise built on a dirty machine
Bubba walks in and the whole room chills
Power in his pocket like a handful of pills
Donald hits the floor like he owes that man
Doing little favors no one else quite can
Whispers in the dark like a ghost in the palms
Donald blowing Bubba just to keep him calm
Blowing Bubba in the dead of night
Trying to stay alive in the parasite life
Eyes look away but they still catch sight
Donald blowing Bubba under cold moonlight
Secrets on the sand burn hotter than flame
No immunity saves that shame
Blowing Bubba, stuck in the game
Island rules, everybody to blame
Judges in the corner with their glasses raised
Talking like the law's just something they phrase
Politicians sweating in designer suits
Trading little sins like forbidden fruits
Bubba snaps once, Donald moves fast
Trying to erase mistakes from his past
Smoke drifts slow like an unpaid debt
Everything on the island's a dangerous bet
And the whole room freezes when he drops again
Blowing Bubba like he's paying for sin
Blowing Bubba in the dead of night
Trying to stay alive in the parasite life
Eyes look away but they still catch sight
Donald blowing Bubba under cold moonlight
Secrets on the sand burn hotter than flame
No immunity saves that shame
Blowing Bubba, stuck in the game
Island rules, everybody to blame
They say the island never keeps receipts
But every shadow whispers what the powerful eat
Halos bend, and morals melt
Truth dissolves in the cards they're dealt
Smoke in the air like a guilty prayer
No one pure, not one soul there
Blowing Bubba in the cold moonlight
Trying to survive that paradise bite
Eyes look away but they still catch sight
Donald blowing Bubba every damn night
Secrets in the wind, nothing the same
Even kings can choke on shame
Blowing Bubba, locked in the frame
Welcome to the island
Remember no names
Written by: Nathan Moore
