Black girl be in a bubble

Bubble

Floating quietly out of trouble

Trouble

They call you shy

Always ask why you listen before you speak

Black girl, braids filled with bubbles

Bubbles

Jump in puddles in double

Double

How many different oils we know

We know

To turn our skin from brown to gold

(You can't bust up my bubble, busta)

You should know that

(You can't bust up my bubble, bubble)

I keep knives inside my kitchen

(You can't bust up my bubble, busta)

(You can't bust up my bubble, bubble)

Oh, not the one you're thinking

(You can't bust up my bubble, busta)

I've been picking my hair out and I know now

(You can't bust up my bubble, bubble)

(You can't bust up my bubble, busta)

How tall I really be

(You, bust up my bubble)