Benji Franks – Bubblegum
Genre Pop

LYRIC
Bubblegum

Feat. Daeshon

{Hook}
Bubblegum bubblegum in a dish
How many Birkin's do I wish
Pull up to the crib, fuck it up and talk my shit
Spend that bag and run that check, slap a bitch about my grip
Bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
Ass super fat, I’m not a square cause I'm around
If you choose to blow it, make sure you don't make a sound
Five second rule, pick it up when I hit the ground

{Verse 1}
The type of boy you wanna chew all on my bubblegum
Pop this ass, it’s bubble yum
Shooting sperm like bubble guns
'Cause I got forty-two flavors
Tell your man to run his paper
Got a bitch now watch me take her
Jump your friends, it's giving caper
It's giving Hubba Bubba
And you won't find another
Who can drop shit
Pop shit
Drip coming from my Rollie
So you know I got to fucking watch it
Your bitch gimme corner-store, with me its giving target
'Cause this bubble expensive
For you I have to charge bitch

Whole new kind of bubble 'cause I eat my rice and cabbage
Nothing like your average
Bad bitch mathematic
Pussy the bomb, I got your boyfriend wreaking havoc
The way I stretch around the dick, you can call me Fantastic

'Cause I got more flavors than Diamond
I got him breaking my hymen
I got him buying designer
I’m in his pocket like Polly
Drip like Dasani
Make a nigga come find me
Make a nigga want sign me
For some fine china vagina

{Hook}
Bubblegum bubblegum in a dish
How many Birkin’s do I wish
Pull up to the crib, fuck it up and talk my shit
Spend that bag and run that check, slap a bitch about my grip
Bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
Ass super fat, I'm not a square cause I’m around
If you choose to blow it, make sure you don't make a sound
Five second rule, pick it up when I hit the ground
{Verse 2}
Chew my pussy like some Bubbalicious
I'm delicious
Grip game vicious
Got him eating good and make him do the dishes
Juicy make him drop them bitches
I'm in the top position
Bless this Coochie Aloysius
Leg up with the hot division

Jeans fit like apple bottoms
I keep his apple bobbing
Pussy game cold, Baskin Robbins
Tanning on a private island
I got that splish and I got that splash
Keep it pushing if it ain’t about cash
Show my face and I do the dash
Wanna lick the rapper when I shake this ass

I'm stretchy and gooey
I'll let you chew on my booty
If you cop me a new Louis
I'm feeling a little boujie
Want a boy pop my bubble
Pop this ass, the earth go rumble
Berry flavored and I'm humble
Chew, record, it's still not mumble
Send a nigga into orbit, clean it up bitch, let 'em know
Five plus five, I'm a ten bitch add it up
Fuck spearmint, need a trident, leveled up
Pop your dreams, no smoke, bitch regular
Twenty-five cent won't get you nowhere
If you eat me you ain't coming up for no air
Bubblegum king
I swear to God I got no heir
You hoes mad cause you ain't got no hair

{Hook}
Bubblegum bubblegum in a dish
How many Birkin's do I wish
Pull up to the crib, fuck it up and talk my shit
Spend that bag and run that check, slap a bitch about my grip
Bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
Ass super fat, I'm not a square cause I'm around
If you choose to blow it, make sure you don't make a sound
Five second rule, pick it up when I hit the ground

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