m into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs When
need a scene, with dimes in t-shirts that say 143! I got my video all on TV (wa wa what's next Bob) we gone drop the E.P. Throwing dubs in the club, at
And my hom-- and my homies all singin' to it, 3oh...3oh!3, I ain't callin' for a close-up, No clubs, no cars, bitches with the nose jobs, No dubs, no
), big boats Big cars (throw your hands in the air), superstars [Verse 1 - Jadakiss] Fuck a six and a seven I'ma put big dubs on the gray eight Hold
that its a lie, Thats what them girls like (x4) [Flo Rida] ay thats what them dime piece shawty's love, pull up to the club see that thangs on dubs,
m an addict. Girl had them booty shorts on. Cuz you know it's on. On the bed on the floor Wooh. Soon as I pull up to the club. Chromed out, sittin on dubs
puff, bitch Young Hova in the house, Jigga! Yeah Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga Hold up love Every time you see Jigga man I'm rollin' on dubs
little love, represent your side like me 'Cuz round here if you slip you catch a hot on Twelve shotgun, couple of 'em got one Belvedere in the rear of the club, pulled up on dubs
nigga what? I don't give a fuck Hustlers, hood-rats, sick-ass thugs, crips and bloods Hell nigga, all my real niggaz raise it up Nuttin' but dubs, you
I do, girl Diamonds, I wear, dubs Bentley, I drive And the things I do When we're makin' love The things I do, girl Diamonds, I wear, dubs Bentley, I
into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come gimme a hug, if you're into gettin' rubbed When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs When
da dah You know I'm mobbin' with the DO double G Straight off the fuckin' streets of CPT King of the beats you ride to 'em in your fleet Or Coupe Deville rollin' on dubs
paper man Man I'm a honey mackin Hillside hustler man The Hillside didn't raise no buster man Mmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs Smokin' on dubs
wealth, pourin Mo«t in her hair- Excuse me, her weeve- the bluest of weed, Trunk full of white, car smell like bleu cheese. Dat boy get salad ?, beef bout movements, BM dubs
pourin' Moet in her hair Excuse me her weave the blue is her weed Trunk full of white, car smell like blue cheese Dat boy get salad beef bow movement BM dubs
, get up so cash your checks and get up It's tha 1st of tha month, gotta grind gotta get mine In the hood that I claim I slang on that double 9-9 Gotta find them dubs
when I was livin' foul I was runnin' wild, surviving 'cause I'm nine to five And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind I was stayin' up, slangin' dubs
Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga? Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine Damn you don't know that