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Dub-I-Dub (SMiLE.dk) · Dub Head: 90s Dub Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dubstars, Vol. 1: From Dub to Disco and from Disco to Dub (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dub-I-Dub (Me & My) · Madonna [Original Version] (Madonna) · Blue Monday 1988 [3 track w/Dub Version] (New Order) · Dub Version (Don Carlos) · Bitch I'm Madonna (Madonna) · Madonna (...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead) · Maximum Madonna [1999] (Madonna) – and 90 other albums »


And where's the key to the hatchback pop that 
Get in throw a bag full of mice and then respect that 

[Girl] 4X 
What party can you go to, and Wu ain't
And where's the key to the hatchback pop that 
Get in throw a bag full of mice and then respect that 

[Girl] 4X 
What party can you go to, and Wu ain't
I seen you go down to a cold mirror
It was never clearer in my error
You click a shine upon your forehead or
Check it by the signs in the corridor
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga
Rollin sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Don't
(I was raised in the hood)
East side Long Beach to be exact
(I was raised in the hood)
Where the grass is greener and the Crips are much meaner
[Chorus]
Speed dreamin switchin in the fast lane
Speed dreamin on in over drive
Speed dreamin got it in cruse control
Trying to get back to where
thick chicks down in Texas 
All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish 
And in LA every chick's an actress 
Hollywood status with
party crackin' 
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub 
down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae) 
show me love 
Chorus: 
We be clubbin'
the party
And it's going up
A rap stars version of the black card
Jumped so many hurdles could have been a track star
Fucking around in my BMW
With Su and P,
I seen you go down to a cold mirror
It was never clearer in my era so
You lick a shine upon your forehead or
Check it by the signs in the corridor
the club where the dub
It's like a bank sell to the highest bid
Put the cash in your bank
Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow
Then fish
Hop Hooray'
Who invented party anthems that ease stress away?
You got drama, never mind that
Naughty by Nature, 3L Dub, all star tracks

We got that
a wiseguy
Know the John Gotti but I'm fuckin' up the body
Everytime my poet thug at a party
Ya want to step to T, go through JEL first
But remember where
tongues
I'm here, you knock em off but you start with your boots on
A party wit the body, lordy, where only two comes
And the truth is smoked boots is
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know
Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know
Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know
I seen you go down to a cold mirror
It was never clearer in my error
You click a shine upon your forehead or
Check it by the signs in the corridor
thunk it?
I hear a girl can mack the planet naughty by double eye thirty one dub
Dammit, what I see, I need, I like
Cons for life how why'all feelin'
the club where the dub
It's like a bank sell to the highest bid
Put the cash in your bank
Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow
Then fish
thick chicks down in Texas 
All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish 
And in LA every chick's an actress 
Hollywood status with
that why'all 
It's like this why'all it's like that why'all 
It's like this why'all it's like that why'all 
Ay E Dub check it out 

MC's out there,
on Daytons and lowriders
And three-wheel motion, bumpin Tha Eastsidaz
I love Cali-for-ni-ay, on a hot day
Where the green is wetter, and the head is even
thick chicks down in Texas 
All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish 
And in LA every chick's an actress 
Hollywood status with
I seen you go down to a cold mirror
It was never clearer in my error
You click a shine upon your forehead or
Check it by the signs in the corridor