DJ Infamous - Double Cup Lyrics
[Hook: Juicy J; Yung Berg aka Hitmaka](What you talkin' 'bout, Money?)Money? *****, I blow it(Talkin' 'bout weed?) Shorty, come roll it(Talkin' 'bout hoes?) Yeah, they goin'What about me? *****, I'm rollin'(I've got my) double cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top down[Verse 1: Jeezy]Double cup with my logo, 36 of that cocoaYeah, the product's good, you know the number's rightAnd if you've got to check, then it's a no-goAll this snow, I've been a snow manAlways blowin' strong [?][?] can you believe this shitF-ck both of y'all, I fear no manMy top quit and that trippy, seats tan, Rice CrispyGot a wooden handle and a shoulder strapFits in your trunk, it hold 50Too many chains, that look crookPyrex and water would best cookSee my lil' homie with me he hold me downHe gon' take the shot just like Westbrook"Who he think he is?" said VPVice President Young, you've got to see meN-gga f-ck around an get an album dateI'll have 'em drop your ass on GPNow I'm f-cked up and that's f-cked upYour ***** on me now, tough luckI don't do the lean, don't f-ck with mollyAnd that's grown shit in that white cupWe talkin' bout...[Hook: Juicy J; Yung Berg aka Hitmaka](What you talkin' 'bout, Money?)Money? *****, I blow it(Talkin' 'bout weed?) Shorty, come roll it(Talkin' 'bout hoes?) Yeah, they goin'What about me? *****, I'm rollin'(I've got my) double cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top down[Verse 2: Ludacris]Double cup with my top down, .40 cal', couple GLOCK roundsHandcuffed your chick, that ***** on 24-hour lockdownAnd rappers got these stale flows, front hard like steel toesThe man behind that voice is gay as f-ck, y'all n-ggas ElmosBeen twelve years, I still shine, money long, I still grindUsed to be a thousandaire, but I had to eat - it's meal timeThen after that it's bill time, we f-ck hoes to kill timeYour plane got them delays, we on my jet, n-gga, in real timeAnd all up on that WiFi, sippin' on them Mai TaisInfamous just passed the weed and gave the pilot a high-fiveMeanwhile, y'all broke down, can't even hold your post downEverywhere we go is poppin'Everywhere you go's a f-ckin' ghost townMoney? *****, I blow it(Talkin' 'bout weed?) Shorty, come roll it(Talkin' 'bout hoes?) Yeah, they goin'What about me? *****, I'm rollin'(I've got my) double cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top down[Verse 3: Juicy J]Gettin' money, that's every day, candy paint on my ChevroletRollin' up that A+, 'bout to pour up to meditateA n-gga so high, might levitate, one life to live, let's celebrateCame a long way from sellin' yay'Now it's a 100K that should touch the stage"Bandz A Make Her Dance" #1 on the BillboardI can't complain, I've got a lifestyle that most y'all n-ggas'd kill forI'm on the grind chasin' real dough, still kick shit like a steel toeCodeine got me movin' slow, I've got too much money for a bill foldPimp-type n-gga, I'm a Memphis n-ggaIn a ho mouth like dentures, n-ggaAll I talk is big money, anything else is senseless, n-ggaSmoke some more, I'mma sip some moreI'mma f-ck your ***** 'til she pigeon-toedIn the Rolls Royce gettin' chauffeuredWith the blinds closed, gettin' blowed[Hook: Juicy J; Yung Berg aka Hitmaka](What you talkin' 'bout, Money?)Money? *****, I blow it(Talkin' 'bout weed?) Shorty, come roll it(Talkin' 'bout hoes?) Yeah, they goin'What about me? *****, I'm rollin'(I've got my) double cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top downDouble cup with my top down
