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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lamont Poaches Jr
Lamont Poaches Jr
Songwriter

歌詞

One time, two times, double up
The money printin', baby, ain't no time to cuddle up
Double R, bout to pull a duppy up
Get in the car, the city we gon' fuck it up
One time, two times, double up
Four carats each ring, had to bundle up
Smoking cookie and it's double stuffed
Back to back, Tomb Raider make it double up
Double up
One time, two times
Double up
Two times, four times
Double up
Four times to a whole dime
Double up
I'm goin' in bitch, it's go time
Two chains on, two main jawns
My bitch and my stick that like to get her flame on
Two different watches, but they on the same arm
This type of time, y'all **** ain't on
Ain't the type to quit bitch, I'm goin' far with it
My heart's in it, sticking to it like starfishes
What y'all whipping?
I'm in the back of the 'Bach with the stars in it
Pop my shit, now her bra missing
More cash comin' to me like DoorDash
Graduated, but now I'm in the S-Class
Fake ****, fake bitches what I roar pass
Big drip, thunderstorms on my forecast
Could never slack, never lack, where they do that at?
Went and got the windows all black, they like, who in that?
BRRTT BRRTT
**** said I couldn't made 'em double back
They talking hot, I'ma put them on a cooling rack
One time, two times, double up
The money printin', baby, ain't no time to cuddle up
Double R, bout to pull a duppy up
Get in the car, the city we gon' fuck it up
One time, two times, double up
Four carats each ring, had to bundle up
Smoking cookie and it's double stuffed
Back to back, Tomb Raider make it double up
Double up
One time, two times
Double up
Two times, four times
Double up
Four times to a whole dime
Double up
I'm goin' in bitch, it's go time
Written by: Lamont Poaches Jr
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