Double Cup Lyrics - Body Bag Vol 2 - Ace Hood

Ok now purple stuff in my styrofoam 

Sippin' slow while they blowin' strong 

All I need is my dirty sprite 

All I need is her super dome 

Drapped up & I'm dripped out 

K-dup and my pistol out 

Bad bitch, she thick as fuck 

And I'm tryna see what that pussy 'bout 

Bust it open for a real nigga 

Bust it open for a trill nigga 

Touchdown, what up h-town? 

Lonley the pimp this ones for you! 

Bun b my nigga thrae the truth 

Still in the coupe when I'm double deuce 

Still in the hood on that purple food 

You better know what I'm sippin' ain't grape juice 

I be floatin through the city, let my chain swang 

Hoy you living young nigga? tryna maintain 

Get money, fuck lames 

All my lil niggas on the same page 

Spittin' racks when I'm up in nema's 

Gimme head, she gon' catch the semen 

Hatin' on me? nigga so what 

Know what? (pour up) 

Double cup & I'm winnin' (i said it) F-fuck them niggas, I'm in it 

Double cup & I'm winnin' (pour up) F-fuck them niggas, I'm in it 

Gangsta nigga, I'm 'bout it 

I'm trill as fuck so don't doubt it 

Tell me what's the happs 

Cuz you know I'm strapped 

A nigga never leave home with out it 

I'm posted up in that cadi 

I'm twisting up a big fatty 

And it's full of dro and imma mack your hoe 

And you know she callin' me daddy 

I'm a trill og and I earned it 

That g-code, nigga I learned it 

So when I saw the dough they had for me bro 

I just grabbed the knob and I turned it 

I wanted bread so I chased it 

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And I got so close I could taste it 

Then I played the deck and got my respect 

So nigga I'm the king now just face it 

I'm in the house and I'm chillin' 

My mind on cash and I'm willin' 

I'm on a paper chase with no time to waste 

So I give a fuck how you feelin' 

I'm sideways on that buck 

My setas is stitched and they tucked 

You ain't down with that 

Then imma hide your hat 

And your ass would be outta luck, wassup? 

Double cup & I'm winnin' (yuh) (hold up) 

F-fuck them niggas, I'm in it 

Double cup & I'm winnin' (already) F-fuck them niggas, I'm in it 

Shit, well it's that young nigga 

From the south side, of the u.s.a 

I need calimine l-lotion cuz 

A nigga music bumpin' 

A nigga came from nothin to sayin nevermind 

To the pretty girls in the magazines 

Yo girlfriend look like maxime 

My phonebook full of billy jean's 

Condoms made out them limousine's 

I been a fiend for that codeine 

Since martin luther was like 13 

F-fuck then queenz cuz I'm a king 

Put 5% on everything 

I done threw 10 on top of 10 

Bumper kit on bumper kit 

Threw my last bitch on my new bitch 

Then threw 10 on my fuckin git 

I done came down, 

Hold it down for that h-town 

I'mma take the crown 

Sippin' hen don't fuck with crying 

But i'mma just drop this 4 for 9 

And free my cousin that's doing time 

I'mma pay the lawyer but I hope you down 

To hold it down for a real nigga 

Young kirko a young trill nigga 

(bang) 

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