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Albums:

Auburn Collection (Erin McDougald) · Live in Auburn, WA (Jimmy Buffett) · 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) · Day Dreamin' (Laverne Butler) · Cumbia Mix Mix Mix, Vol. 2 (Acapulco Tropical) · Dub Mix (Abati) · African Stomper [Instrumental Dub Mix] (Sin Plomo) – and 90 other albums »


there
Sweet silence and soft auburn hair

Blues gonna dance through the sky
Time's gonna roll soft as rain
Sigh after sigh is gonna pass by and by
We, roll dubs
Ball, in clubs
Dimes, no scrubs
If you're lookin' for a baller, baller

We, roll dubs
Ball, in clubs
Dimes, no scrubs
If you're lookin'
[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
2003

I'm relaxing on the seven day, Carnival Cruise mayn just
Living the lifestyle, of the rich and the famous
Sipping margarita mix, with one of my
the dub that bang everyday
I got homies from the hood that do the same all day
I keep my feet real close to the street
And keep my hands real close
flight Monday
Still in the air in the airplane, hit the runway
Smokin' on that picante, shit be the cross country
Dub sack in one day, OJ and the Bombay
Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? - cause I can
Gucci luggage

I love Cape Cod, and watchin' fly **** with gray eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? 'Cause I can vision
eatin'
Whippin' with the hot sauce like I'm street leaguin', And1 doe
On the porch getting cut, doe
On first block with the blunt rolled, me and Dub-O
My
flight Monday
Still in the air in the airplane, hit the runway
Smokin' on that picante, shit be the cross country
Dub sack in one day, OJ and the Bombay
Small town livin' chillin' acting like I'm cool
While I'm one strappin' backpackin' probably actin' like a fool
See I’m walkin' up to my V-dubs
with the blunt rolled, me and Dub-O
My city, my city
Been turned up from the jump tho

Bitch, I'm from the land 'til I die ('til I die) 'til I die
For those that can't afford this

It be like I got, I got
I got my own world
I got my own mind
Day dreamin' for a lunch break
For my son's sake
Afroman...

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the two zigzags,

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mister mix,

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the hungry hustler,
strip dancer that you met in a club

(chorus)
they turned dollars into dimes and dimes to dubs
mesmorized by your brothas when I enter the club
and though
sacks ain't actin up, 
Back it up, 
Ain't no dub's like the ones I got, 
An I'm forced to give 'em back 'cause my smoke don't stop, 
Got me grooved
on the radio
Dreamin 'bout the mic and the money and the ladies
Oh mom, I promise I'm gonna be large
Someday I'm gonna stop tryin to borrow your car
Gonna go
I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my
the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out

I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter
Dreamin' of the penthouse on the elevator
The hood taught me don't talk, just walk mine
Timbos on the curb by the stop sign (Kells)

Erry'where I go I'm
a dub crazy
DJ rewind that Naughty with that 3L Dub baby

I move simple, just as sooth mix'll move gentle
I give ya mother, goose pimples goose pimples
daddy on teenage love
He got ??? to my tape by see nigga Dub
Got his dome in a hug, muffed his broad back with one hand
Tried to pop, it must've been
the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out

I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie D don't give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my
astray, I use it
to get through the day..

Like fiends use drugs and, cars use gas
I'm one with the beat but how long will it last
I, once had a vision