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Ab-Soul - Dub Sac Lyrics

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  • [Hook]
  • I had a dub sac in my bucket rolling around like ''***** it''
  • Now I got a OZ in this Benz still rolling around like ''***** it''
  • OZ in this Benzo, rolling around like ''***** it''
  • Rolling around like ''***** it'', rolling around like ''***** it''
  • [Verse 1]
  • That shit weak, your ***** weak - that's too bad, my ***** bad
  • Smoke weed, I got plenty, take your quarter back like McNabb
  • Sip lean, I got plenty, I drop a ace in a liter now I got a quinceanera
  • Ever had a chick to do it on the dick to capoeira
  • Kick game like Martial Arts
  • Kick game like Marshall Law
  • On Tekken the homies got weapons
  • Martial Law could've happen any second
  • Getting money, blowing digits
  • Only sex is sexy women
  • Only sex is sexy women
  • Only sex is sexy women
  • That like to do them nasty things
  • You know I like them nasty things
  • Can't ***** with them whips and chains
  • I got a ***** that do, but I ain't got no gavel
  • Baby wanna know what's under my belt
  • Maybe cause I paid so much for the belt
  • Call the car service, get your ass home
  • But just yesterday me and Agent J
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 2]
  • You're so weak, you don't know me
  • Soulo so lowkey in Lord, legends, infinity
  • Oh God showed off inventing me
  • Me and K with the promoter
  • Drop the fo' up in the soder
  • I'm unraveling backwoods
  • And he's bending corners, just thought I'd warn ya
  • Whats happening?
  • I've been gone too long, but ***** I'm back again
  • Except this time I'm old
  • Had that Chevy celebrity the same age as me
  • With that gram in the glove-box, that's a 24-15
  • I mean
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3]
  • You still weak, you last week
  • I'm next month, twist the next blunt
  • The homie got his chain took at the Mixed Nuts
  • Now we blowing big weed, lean mixed up
  • Nigga, don't get shit misconstrued
  • We gave y'all plenty time to dig our stuff
  • Getting women in the mood
  • We tell the truth up in the *****
  • Breaking news, breaking news
  • I'm enlightening like Pikachu
  • All I do is what you wouldn't think to do
  • Son, don't you remember that [?]
  • South Pole Jeans, fat laces in all our shoes
  • A nigga turn into a oracle
  • Treat the damn booth like a urinal
  • Smoking the stogie in a terminal
  • [Hook]

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