Luyện nghe bài hát double Up

Alright, now we got that out the way, double up!

Its your boyfriend, here, we in the club!
An you tryin to decide whether you gon leave me
And you dont know because you got girl witchu
Bring er witchu, er witchu!
I got a place, she can stay at my crib, go

up out the club with a dizzy head
I got two chicks both got legs
Im bout to up
You Im bout to double up

Hop off in that Phantom the doors suicide
I got a in the front and a freak in the back
Im to double up
An you know Im bout to double up, up

I fall through the spot, Kells on the
I see these an they dancin all wild
All up on each other, winding, real
Im plottin' how I'm gonna em home with me

Maybe your cousin, maybe your
I wanna get em both up outta here
as I can on them dubs to the crib
Start off in my room, pop a lil bub

And em dance for me like they danced in the club
Ooh, they so an' both of em want me
Shots of tequila, puff some dro and now ready

Her girl out, Were best friends!
And I holla out, Yall look like twins!
Aint no competition, yall a of tens!
And then they say, Kells, tell us you wan do
Well Im to double up with you and you

Step up out the club with a head
I got two both got dizzy legs
Im bout to up
(One on arm)
You know Im to double up
(I keep one on arm)

Hop off in Phantom with the doors suicide
I got a in the front and a freak in the back
Im bout to up
(One on arm)
An you know Im bout to up, double up
(I one on each arm)

Pimpin dont when I walk up in the club
See a girl with a Im tryna get a group hug
Get em to the hotel, get some
Her, her, me, man I just cant get

All up in my tub, suddy, bub
"Who is she to you?" and she reply, cuz
Man, I could they so naughty, naughty
They way they took me down a 40, 40

One in the bed an one in the
One my toes while one braid my hair
In the Prada two o these player
In the car lot like two o these

Haters sayin, Damn! How he doin player?
Doublin up for me is like routine
Ima go get em, mix em up I'm a dealer
Man, threes company, bitch call me Jack

Step up out the club with a head
I got two chicks got dizzy legs
Im bout to up
(One on arm)
You know Im bout to up
(I one on each arm)

Hop off in that with the doors suicide
I got a freak in the and a freak in the back
Im to double up
(One on arm)
An you know Im bout to double up, up
(I keep one on arm)

Im up in the VIP in a cloud of smoke
Beat poundin' by all my folks
another shot, damn the music loud
Im about to mix up and in in the crowd

Rip, slip, by the danceflo
Baby grab me by my hand, say she dance, oh, oh
Is that your girlfriend peepin me
Sho nuff, it be cause now she freakin me out

She get behind a nigga, grindin on a
Touchin on me, whisperin in my ears, damn it sound
Im infatuated, we evacuated, now we at the crib
Two for the money the life I live

Kiss me, kiss her, now kiss each
Its a trip the way I make these chicks twist each
Take shirt off, now Ima take hers off too
Its double or nuttin baby, how the boss do

Step up out the club a dizzy head
I got two chicks both got legs
Im bout to up
(One on arm)
You know Im bout to up
(I one on each arm)

Hop off in that Phantom the doors suicide
I got a freak in the front and a freak in the
Im bout to up
(One on arm)
An you know Im to double up, double up
(I keep one on arm)

How bout that? Snoop Dogg and
We lead the league in here man, know what Im talkin bout?
Thats 40 man, add that up, 40 toes
Thats like 20 and 20 rebounds, thats a double double
We double up like that man, me and West
You what it is, holla back

Uncle Junebug, up my nigga?
I see you Reese, sittin' there all starin an
Nigga, Im about to go out too