Lyrics:
I kick the door down if I want it thrown out
I call my hoe up, she geeked and low down
I was hopin’ to go up when "Dub!" was the sound
I was tryna
and Bun like DMC and DJ Run
Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game
Then ge on B-E-T and they don't mention my name
Some Grip It On That Other
the name,
In the name,
And it was in my belly bitter,
But in my mouth-ah, it was-ah sweeter.
[Chorus]
You understand?
You know what I'm saying?
clowns, by leaps and bounds
It's my turn, I'm like Mr. Burns, release the hounds
Excellent, enter ill slang inventor
My clothes, color coordinated like
like it’s ‘98
Girl, I know (I know)
Your’e the one I want wherever I go
and it’s a dog-gone shame that you got hurt by a lame
I guess that’s what
on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
Fuck her in the throat
Keep my name out
reply young fly but even better with a feature forgot the formal introduction my name is Dub Bulloh a lotta men in the city but I'm the one you should
peep E
That's gone put Donny G into a deep sleep
It's 3:33 A.M.
I got pills by my side and a bottle of my wine
I just wanna party like this is my last
(AriaMadeThis)
My hearts is in pieces
My hearts is in pieces, yeah
My hearts is in pieces, yeah
She Treated me like 'a Dub'
I Can't believe, I fell
a dub
I can't even love her cause my mother said because
When they see you winning that's when they gon' hit you up
Niggas switching shit it is what it
Oh, oh my God
Time to walk in on some new shit
I guess
This is what it is, right
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Kno I ain't make it,
This baby roof
My name
sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my game off into amphetamines
Looked around
nine-six a chick been on TV
Like, MTV and, BET
So T-are-L and, one-oh-six
I'm in heavy R.O. when they play my shit
Momma push whips like BM Dubs
nine-six a chick been on TV
Like, MTV and, BET
So T-are-L and, one-oh-six
I'm in heavy R.O. when they play my shit
Momma push whips like BM Dubs
Yaah
Aey
They fucking wit my gangsta melody that's the telling me
Ummhmmm
Aey Bro Bloqu'e o nin gun Bloqu'e
Different Kinda Tune You Heard
Yuh
Stash
you just gotta see it man
I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda like a blank tape
You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't none of em fake
Give me a break, you
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
ooo
Ima pull up wit a shank
Why you like making me pissed off
I walk around with a load in my tank,
Nigga fuck what you think when it lift off
We can
the names
Play Etta James, too, play "I'd Rather Go Blind"
Play it for the man with the telepathic mind
Play John Lee Hooker, play "Scratch My Back"
Play
the problems (came mo drama)
Even my own momma said don't trust no body
I only trust God and I only trust me
I stay to my low so my real low key
(his name
rollin' on dubs and
Off up in the club, wylin' like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henry wit no chaser, mami don't stop
Throwin' up six o'clock, plus I got four
you with the rub-a-dub-a-dub-a-doo
Oh, ain't no scooby-dooby-doo, where are you
All of my exes live in Texas, sipping on that liquor, harder
you, yeah
Open your mind
Check it out, tell me what you find
Here to document a situation
The sounds of the Asian dub foundation
Hope and glory
playing with the boy
Everything I am's exactly what you want to be
I get it now
You used to talk down on my name but you regret it now
You're hypnotized by
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