Luyện nghe bài hát double Up

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

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

Step up out the club a dizzy head
I got two chicks got dizzy legs
Im bout to up
You know Im bout to up

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

I fall through the spot, on the prowl
I see these honeys an they all wild
All up on each other, winding, freaky
Im plottin' how I'm gonna take em home me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 me down like a 40, 40

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

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

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

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

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

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

She get a nigga, grindin on a nigger
Touchin on me, whisperin in my ears, it sound lovely
Im infatuated, we evacuated, now we at the bitch
Two for the thats the life I live

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

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 bout to up
(I one on each arm)

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

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

Uncle Junebug, what up my
I see you Reese, sittin' there all an shit
Nigga, Im to go work out too