Double Bubble

This shit right here is strictly for my niggas ridin' down Glenwood.

(DJ Scream. Hood rich beeotch.)

My niggas on Mooreland Ave. Boulder Cris.

You got six 12's in the trunk nigga this shit for you.

Let's go. (Hood rich hoe)

Well baby girl was lookin' at my ride

So I guess I'ma have to put her up inside

She was with you first now she's sittin' by my side

This is what happens every time I drive by

When I'm in that double bubble

They give me double bubble

When I'm in that double bubble

They give me double bubble

Yeah

They see my whip and be like, "That's a mean motherfucker"

Smothered in cream, make her melt like butter

But I don't speak, I throw up the Eastside that mean "What up?"

Come in LZ, so put your system on 'Shut Up'

I hit the scene, real clean like scrub dum dum

They can't compete, they speakers bust the fuck

My kick got beat, they kicks be scuffed up

They beat, just fluff fluff

They weak and scrubbed up

They be like, "Who that is? Can you turn that down?"

Cause they say I got too many 15's in my ride

And the Alpine is vibratin' they booty, chest and thighs

So girls be gettin' juicy wet when they get inside

Well, baby girl was lookin' at my ride

So I guess I'ma have to put her up inside

She was with you first now she's sittin' by my side

This is what happens every time I drive by

When I'm in that double bubble

They give me double bubble

When I'm in that double bubble

They give me double bubble

Yeah