Mr. Hubble, king of the bubble
Like a soldier pon de double
A shuffle ‘im a shuffle
Fe many moons him dey inna de struggle
Champion bubbler. ‘Im dey pon a level
Could a been a renegade, could have been a rebel
Praise Jah Jah, him naw worship de devil
Preach to de youths, stay outta trouble
‘Im born inna de ghetto, but ‘im rise from de rubble

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Wiggle ‘im a wobble. Shuffle ‘im a bubble
Heavy pon de bass. Nice pon the treble
Easy pon the waist. Light pon de middle
A push and pull like ‘im threading a needle
Easy pon the brakes. Steady pon the throttle
A dig ‘im a dig. Like ‘im using a shovel
Wiggle ‘im a wobble. Shuffle ‘im a bubble
Mr. Hubble pon cruise control

Mr. Hubble cool and ‘im humble
Never make life get him down inna de jungle
Him believe man should live by example
Him naw drink, him no swear, him no gamble
Never was a renegade, never was a rebel
Praise Jah Jah fe the teachin’s of the Bible
Preach to de youths stay outta trouble
‘Im born inna de ghetto, but ‘im rise from de rubble

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Mr. Hubble free and him single
Him rather be alone than fe rangle
Naw give up de ring, not ready fe get tangled
Modern day girls dem too hard to handle
A pump ‘im a pumpin’. A comping a comping
Inna him fine suit ‘im a really somthin’
Tell the youths, stay outta trouble
Born inna de ghetto but him rise from de rubble

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