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Dub!
7,664
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dub! was released on June 4, 2021 by Too Lost as a part of the album Dub! - Single
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Release DateJune 4, 2021
LabelToo Lost
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dior Don
Dior Don
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jkj
Jkj
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 2]
I had a bitch used to tell me she loved me
Now shawty a dub, she just wanted my money
My jeans on Amiri, these lame **** don't put no fear in me, put hollow tips in his tummy
And if I don't got bands in my hand and a 10 in my bed givin' head, I'll be pissed, I'm
Uncomfy
Lil' ****, I get this shit jumpin', we bumpin'
My choppa got double-d's, got that boy duckin'
[Verse 3]
I knew fake **** ain't have my back, so I stacked up my cash and replaced 'em with Vlone
She a pill popper, in love with the feelin' of percy's, she geekin', I'm knowin' that she gone
Big dogs and I'm killin' 'em all, bitch, I'm runnin' this shit, got me feelin' like Deebo
Shootin' my shot like Lebron at the free throw
Pockets on blue like I'm hangin' with Lilo
[Verse 4]
Graduated but I still keep a ruler clip hangin' off me, boy, let's get this shit shakin'
You woulda thought he was gay by the way he been duckin' these double-d drums, naked
I turn these pigs into bacon
These **** ain't havin' as much as they sayin'
Tell me which car that we takin'
Shawty hop in with me, givin' me brain while I'm racin'
[Verse 5]
I'm goin' all night
All white diamonds on my Jesus piece
Lonzo told me if they pressin', better squeeze the piece
Brodie said, "You can't control it, best to leave it be"
Smoke an ounce of dope, my last lil' hoe won't let a **** breathe
[Verse 6]
I keep leavin' paper trails, all this cash comin' out my pockets
**** talk down on the gang, Tupac 'em
Speed in the coupe with ya' bitch off molly
I can't leave the house unless I got it on me
I don't need a shooter, I ride by my lonely
If he don't defend yo' name when you're not around, get rid of 'em that ain't yo' homie
[Verse 7]
Locked in
Told her get undressed, I'm finna slide in
Heard her **** don't like me cause I'm in his bitche's top 10
Top shotta, Don Dada, bitch, I call the shots in
Not friends, all my gon' clutch it if you walk in
[Verse 8]
I had a bitch used to tell me she loved me
Now shawty a dub, she just wanted my money
My jeans on Amiri, these lame **** don't put no fear in me, put hollow tips in his tummy
And if I don't got bands in my hand and a 10 in my bed givin' head, I'll be pissed, I'm
Uncomfy
Lil' ****, I get this shit jumpin', we bumpin'
My choppa got double-d's, got that boy duckin'
Written by: Eric Goodwin
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