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Down, I'm rollin'
I've got my double cup with my top down
Double cup with my top down
Double cup with my top down
Double cup with my top down

Double cup

voudraient pas nous voir s'approcher (Pourquoi)
Front National, premier, deuxième tour
Que Marine se fasse doigter par Capitaine Crochet
Euh, nique ta mère
Que

voudraient pas nous voir s'approcher (Pourquoi)
Front National, premier, deuxième tour
Que Marine se fasse doigter par Capitaine Crochet
Euh, nique ta mère
Que

Friends

2Pac

Well Connected

1999

friends, Westside in this motherfucka right here
Throw your hands in the air, Westside

Approach you and post a minute, yeah
All on my double 'R', tinted

Perepepe
Perepepe
Perepepe
Peperere
Perepepe
Perepepe
Perepepe
I'm a goat, yeh
Double click all posts
Cause I don't play yeh
Call me Pantta Americano

Aggressive on the front but you love a boy like me till dawn
Gamer girl gamer girl
What you playin on?
See me post let's watch the coast
Vr chat when we spawn

d'gâchette
On rattrape pas les mots qu'la bouche lâche
Ma vie, mon dos, des coups d'schlass
Je crochète la serrure des tabous d'un crochet
J'couche la

upload
(So I'ma post tuh)
Up all night to get up close
(And like I'm post tuh)
Up all night to get front rows
(So I'ma post tuh)
Up all night
Up all...
Aye

this thing

Can't let 'em pull me down though (I can't)
Loyalty over love, that's what I count on (LOL)
Double C's only thing you around for (oh

Don't Cross the Line

Faith Evans

Philadelphia Freeway

2003

The name F are double the E
The gat hack are end where the cops'll clip
Back, flip, hands spring semi your V
You callin' all an' run to the cops

will deliver like DHL
Preparing three courses while I crochet baby blankets
Knitted one sweater, it´s in my fingertips
Got my bros behind me like Jakob

i [Album Version]

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

look around me
So many motherfuckers wanna down me
But an enemigo never drown me
In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me

And (I love

two-hundred to the plug, what's love?
Pour twenty, got twenty on the front coupe, criss-cross
Got the trunk in the front
Nigga had the pump, put him in

my niggas, where my niggas
Ha ha haha yeeeah (Let's go lets go)
Let’s be friends (Throw ya hands in the air)
There’s no need to front
(Let’s see ya

shit but I'm steady dismissing
Talk all that shit hit ya bitch up in mission
Talk all that shit but ya bitch in my mentions
Double up plays cause

Hold it together cause I am the glue
I'm so loopy, call me crochet (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like a romcom, don't leave, I'll stay
Clean, Billy Mays, fire

Draco on me just a K with the stock out
And my niggas gon post on your porch till you pop out
Tryna double my cup bring the Old Time and Wok out

Free Smoke

Drake

More Life

2017

aye!

Dom Rosé toast
Hidden Hills where I post
I start my day slow
Silk pajamas when I wake though
Miraval to the face though
I drunk text J-Lo

like that
From the side to the front to the back
Good girl looking so bad but I caught you
Looking at posts from the past baby you knew
If it's two

up
Count the back end (back in) like a post up
They was sleep on me, yea but they woke up (uh huh)
I do it for the fam, sho' nuff
All hustle, no luck

let it remain but fuck what yo post say
Fuck it I’m prolly the realest
Clubbing and ballin tremendous
Lil bitch I never front
We get in the back

The Fatha Figure

Snoop Dogg, JT the Bigga Figga

Heat [1997]

'cause we ain't no punks
Some cats is in the back with macks and gold fronts
With sacks they post up, you know we be watchin
Thinkin they got it crankin,

and gold fronts
With sacks they post up
You know we be watchin
Thinkin they got it crankin
Playa we got it poppin
Now bitin over dirty work, that ain't cool

I was rolling with my homies in a mansion
Double down and all that money start expanding
Lamborghini double door, I'm Gucci with the fashion
I'm