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double clutch, sing the song

Charlie Chaplin sat on a pin
How many inches did it go in?
One two three four five six seven...wait

Who's this bouncin'
yeah n****s got you
I told you f***ers three years ago 'bout the watchers
If you won't take the microchip then you can't make no dollars
This ain't no
On the sand at your Malibu house holdin' a cordless
Talkin' to lawyers accountants investments
Money doubles, triples protected hard work you manifested
Could I wake up next to you when we're hitting double figures?
Look into your eyes like I'm looking into double mirrors
Could you make it any
all the broken hearted women?
Or the one you buried three feet deep in wet East Texas dirt?

I said, ?Dear Lord, por favor, I need a favor
Well can You
I told y'all mothaf***as I was comin' back 
What now n**** what now what 
You's the projects n**** 

[Chorus] 
One shot two shot three shot four
the money first
With no rehearsal
Snoop d o double g
Still controversial

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your chest seven days a week
And add a foot for good measure you'll be seven feet deep

It goes 10-9-8-7-6-5-4
3-2-murder 1 lyrics at your door
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up

Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle 
Got to do my bizzle
The only
Gras
Bitches been going wild hit the sound cliche
Give me two bitches we could do this three ways
Four miss calls on my iPhone five
Bitch six feet
[Chorus]
British Intelligence there on your back
And they won't catch no one so they won't catch me
Three, four's and right up your back
And you
the sky, the money bad the bigger
Angels tatted all on me, pray for a lord sinner
Rolls Royce Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet
New b*****s they by
Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet
New bitches they by the fleet and we do em' all by the week
Taz' angels just wanna chill, jewelers just wanna meet
Weed man
A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you want to be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You
I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot
you to your destiny
Where by other souls are slain
It won't take long
It won't take too long at all
Three men in a desert wandering
One is knowing
in my shoes, but they feet too small
They only yell so I turn to, just to see me fall
The new code in the streets, that's used by the phony
If you
weed you wouldn't believe
And I get more ass than a toilet seat
Three to the one from the one to the three
I met a bad bitch last night in the D
Let me
left feet
It's real easy just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close cause strobe lights lie

We 'bout to have a party
I swear I didn't do what they say I done 
I swear I didn't do what they say I done

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 
My boys you're taught at Illonois
to do with me" and I say,
"You mean to tell me that's all?"
Of three men in a desert wandering, one is knowing and two are
scared
They say time is in
Below's upon the feet
Now Adam 12 got me in this 20/20
So I'm double oh seven about my four one one
Seventy-four catch my eighty-three degrees of heat
amount
Denim bought to you by Rachel and Ralph
Shit he be on it, bullshit don't wanna speak on it
Smellin' like that green bottle with the three on it
left feet
It's real easy just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close cause strobe lights lie

We 'bout to have a party
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through