Lyrics:
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
for a dub, damn you working that pole
You will find me at the strip club
High as a fuck, lean in my cup
Watching bitches bouce that ass
Twerking for
choosing
She know that Dubs starting a movement
Now we just be steady proving the mission is to pursue it
Make the name grow, yeah we zooming
We just gooned
loving all my accents, who is him? That depends on who's asking
Two Texts from my shorty in the gate (Gate)
One says "Where you at?"
Next one "I'm
and walk the walk, 'cause nigga I'm a G
Lil Flip is who I be, I know your gal know me
'Cause I wear a Roley, that look like a snowman
And I push a Jag,
the mid-life crisis', y'all know who the nicest is
Always tell it like it is in spite of it
Dudes frontin' quite a bit, know I've grown tired of it
Sometimes
she is
But I think that you do
(I think, think that you do)
Daggumit, who is she and what is she to you?
Now, now something in my heart
And in you eyes
hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?)
[Jayo] (verse two) {:59}
rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping
*****'s like, **** that *****, go play
Baller, did she beep you? Don't call her
Guess who I seen, that freak ***** Paula
She was askin' 'bout ya
nigga's like, fuck that bitch, go play
Baller, did she beep you? Don't call her
Guess who I seen, that freak bitch Paula
She was askin' 'bout ya
superstar hands up
Girl you bump it like that ass is a truck
Roll it around like, that ass on dubs
I like it when your booty go bump, bump
Girl make your
and you a nigga now who did it?
motherfucker no stomach they too scary to admit it
rearview mirror fucked up so I can't see when they coming
heart is a wall that she's about to breach
Sending my prayers for you up to the sky
Do or do not there is no try
Baby imma love you till the day I die
"thank you".
Call me loose, but you'd fuck shorty too
I'm talkin' thirty-six, twenty-four, forty-two.
She be at the Pink Teacup
Drunk of Chardonnay an'
gon' put you up on game
We got homies who sell straps
Homies who sell crack
Homies who sell the bomb chronic sacks and fat dubs
Givin'
Like off the dotty, my vision is fried
Fake love, I don't know who to trust, what?
These niggas fake, get away from me
How you here for me? You wasn't
you've ever seen heads out
Me I bring the Louis V store to the penthouse
I was angry when shh got cheffed down
Left them in the corner shop by the food
X by any means
Now she cannot drink Hennessy
But she still links with enemies
Groupies takin selfies
Your phone time is unhealthy
Got a text make
for a dub, damn you're working that pole
You will find me at the strip club
High as a fuck, lean in my cup
Watching bitches bounce that ass
Twerking for
bitch you know imma get it uh,
Verse 2
See I ride on that beat so she ride on my dick,
She rode here with you but she tryna forget,
Who the fuck that she
and will get anything you need i
Guess you can call him a "sweetheart
" haha!
Now, as far as the CO’s, there's one who
Really stood out white dude he's
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
and make a selection
Cause nigga we runnin' you outta your section
Ain't no question who it be, little Layzie Bone and Dub-see
Nigga, we ride with
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