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been making money, watch me double that
Yeah, why he talking tough when my guns automatic?
Yeah he better keep it quiet before this shit get tragic
They

(AET my gang, Gee Baby my name, yeah, got no opponents)
(Double Cs she ain't crippin but she got Chanel on her)
Double Cs she ain't crippin but she

Smoke is floating out my mouth a
Double cup up in my hand
Yeah, niggas say I'm the hottest in the land
I say, you ain't even know dat lingo
I say, you

Ain't It Funny [Murder Remix]

Jennifer Lopez

J to Tha L-O!: The Remixes [Clean]

2002

had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

C-A double D, Hi
Double dose my
Fly by, red line
Touch the roast side
Oh I,

Baby Got Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But

Ready 2 Ryde

Snoop Dogg

Tha Last Meal

2000

don't like no scrapes
And if I heard you was fronting I hope on the case
Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon'

cause your worth it 
I'm not going anywhere 
You know that's my purpose 
Baby Baby I'm all in
Yeah you know I'm locked in 
Baby Baby I'm all in
Yeah you

blowing right by
Tell a pussy nigga shut up be quiet
Had his baby mama on the TV fox five crying
Now she sad
Young nigga double my cup in the back

baby come, come, come, cum on my face
I don't call my fiends at sight
You thought I go slow, yeah baby

Psych, you don't want no beef when you check by

sutting and get wavey,
booth life im too fly it gets crazy,
cruise by my shoes tight it gets racey
if she think about having my baby, baby

I touch step how

she getting pally pally,
now she wants drink suttin roll sutting and get wavey,
booth life im too fly it gets crazy,
cruise by my shoes tight it gets

party no more it’s the city by the beach
Because we party till we party no more it’s the city by the beach baby
The beach baby
We party till we party no

Coach is just checking the roster
Baby its up and stucc
You think you could fucc with ah
Nigga who just got his money up
Staccn it makin it double up

just look at the fashion
I get the party started baby, yea, I get it cracking
I don't even like these other people, stay by my 'lone and I'm stacking

Want to double team me
Triple double get what I want
Like I own a genie
Aladdin, my bitch look like Jasmine
Fuckin' with that nigga and you know he told

Baby Got Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

MTV Party to Go, Vol. 3

1993

in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But

very clear (it’s so clear)
We keep it mellow all damn year
Yeah, all damn year

Yo, I gotta get some shit off my chest
Lotta rappers in the game getting

a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all

y’all that stood up by me
Now I’m back on my grind I’m back with da spirit of a king

I came back to fire like a dragon
Who told you Slomex wouldn’t last

(3.5), shit cost eighty (80)
Double C me double C on my lady (double c on my lady)
Said fuck the hondeezy, Finna cop a mercedes
All these niggas gone hear

I just feel my head spin whenever you leave
I just want that booga suga all in my teeth
(Baby) all in my nose
(Baby) all in my sleeves
(Baby) I just

with you
Baby why
Can’t explain the truth
Suicide, when I stand by you
My heart skips a beat
With you I feel complete
Lets go away, baby
You’ve been all

I can tell by the way
That you're stirring your drink
Oh, we're already playing with fire
Said that you had to go
'Bout an hour ago
Baby, you're

Silicon Valley

Anderson Paak

Malibu

2016

Underneath and guarded in securities
I finally found the key
Underneath the garments that's the double D's

Open your heart, express the malt, baby
Don't