Lyrics:
What you say you don't need me
What you say you don't want me no more
Had to double back now you chasing me
I live in your head got you seeing hazy
gon suck just for a meeting
She gon fuck just for the keeping
All of the cash got me feening
Double the cup got it leaking
Double the scope got him
J'mets des crochets, j'mets des une-deux
On peut t'faire un classique en deux-deux
C'est le double S, on fait des une-deux
Trop d'avance, on est déjà
Camino's, twistin' on bees
'87 Regals, Impala's, Cherokee's
Expeditions, Benzes, Navigator, Humvee's
What dawg? Cut dawg, on 17's
Woood grain, 15 double o
I still love her when she's bones
Double grip the crimson chalice
Crimson chalice
Satan prays you fall off balance
Satan prays you fall off balance
Over and over the same morbid story
Still stuck in the past
So you double down or double back
Choose your They might be your last
Whatever helps you
money
It's the new dark ages with the fascists toting bibles
Cheap nostalgia for the Salem witch trials
Stodgy ayatollahs in their double-knit ties
I like, I like that double cup line
I’ve been smoking I don’t need no fucking
(Yeah, Yeah)
What the fuck is up
I’ve been smoking I don't need no
miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand,
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can.
Don't you know that there
Ain't no mountain high
specialty
So they never bossed or double crossed
The man from Laramie
He had a flair for ladies
Now the ladies loved his air of mystery
The west will
And some of us give, and some of us take
And some of us just lie in the beds that we make
Hearts all torn and busted, double thinkin everybody you trusted
Delicious double-dare me
Jealousy.. Jealousy
She chews him up, he spits her out
No taste for the love parade
Tough luck hanging on the grapevine, but they
a bitch with some
Ass and some double D's
(Double D's)
If she spend the night
We finna fuck to sleep
Fuck a opp, call my Glock, come and fix this
(Come
Way to gone, cranberry double cup
Styrofoam, I'm on the way baby
Are you home? I wanna kick it so
Pick up your phone, yeah
Way to gone, Cranberry
couldn't hack it
Bundled up for the cold
Double-breasted straight jacket
French handcuffs of gold
No no no no
He escaped growin' old
The growing old
The self deception that believes the lie
I wish I were in love again
When love congeals, it soon reveals
The faint aroma of performing seals
The double
going to do exactly what you would be doing at home?
Looks like we're both in checkmate now
Board games have a double meaning in this caravan in
up and then re-count it
Double Cup like Tunechi, bust it down with these goonies
Give no fucks yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah
Go fill my cup
be back for more)
Ain't no turnin' back, ain't no lookin' back
It's the D-O-double G with MJB
I'm a blessing, you can't tell me life ain't
cordes
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Double g prends pas de dope
Pas double g ni double cup
Dans sa bouche un double jet, le sexe c'est notre double drogue
Tu sais
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that's what you're all about
I pick you up in my pickup truck
But you had
got the vision especially
Inner mission like a destiny
Mentally felling myself in a fantasy
Leveling up, level up
Doubling up, double up
Hustling up,
get up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock
Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas
Puff puff to the brain, shot
Love P-O-D'd
they know it's us
It ain't working no more I guess I ran out of luck
You got me in a trance yeah I can't get out cause I am stuck
You cannot double
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