Millionaires Lyrics

*  Up In My Bubble

[Chorus:]
Why You Got A Beat On Up In My Bubble,
Up In My Bubble, Up In My Bubble.
Why You Got A Beat On Up In My Bubble,
Up In My Bubble, Your Asking For Trouble.

All These Boys Are Always Trying To Get A Piece
They See Me In The Club The Boys Dance Up On Me,
He Whispers In My Ear "Hey You're A Millionaire",
I Say "Back The Fuck Off Bitch, I Don't Fucking Care."
Girls, Why Are They Always In Our Bubble?
All These Bitches Trying To Get Up In My Face,
I Stuff Their Panties In A Bust, 
Because I'm In Their Mans Place
I'm Not A Desperate Whore, I've Got Class
Bitch, Please
Every Girl That Looks Away Drop Down To Your Knees

[Chorus:]
Why You Got A Beat On, Up In My Bubble,
Up In My Bubble, Up In My Bubble.
Why You Got A Beat On, Up In My Bubble,
Up In My Bubble, You're Asking For Trouble.

I See You Looking At My Man,
He Doesn't Want You
No one Can Compare To Me,
Get A Fucking Clue.
Talking Crack On The Corner, Bitch,
Slapping Your Momma.
Nobody Wants To Loose, Bi-Bitch,
And Your Busiest Drama.

[Chorus]

Why You Got A Beat On 
Up up up up up In My Bubble,
Up up up up up up In My Bubble,
Up up
up up
up In My Bubble,
Up up
up up
up In My Bubble,
Why You Got A Beat-eat On 
Up-p In My Bubble,
Why You Got A Beat On
Up In My Bubble,
Up in my bubble,
Up in my bubble,
Why You Got A Beat On 
Up In My Bubble,
Up In My Bubble,
Oh Your Asking For Trouble
Mill-millionaires
We Got That Ultraviolet Sound
That That That Thats Right,
Ultraviolet Sound
Up up up up up In My Bubble
Up Up Up Up Up In My Bubble
Up Up
Up Up 
Up In My Bubble.
Up Up
Up Up 
Up In My Bubble.

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