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Tune Baby - DBL THAT Lyrics



Tune Baby - DBL THAT Lyrics
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Yeah, once again, they'll look me in the face and be like, uh, you can't do it again
I don't even got nothin' to say
Bitch, I'm back (Bitch, I'm back)
Don't know how to act (facts)
Get a sack (Get a sack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Double that
Double that
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that
It's back to the business
I can't turn my back on the business
They tryna distract me from winning
Just got a pack in the mail
I'm excited as hell
You would think that it's just the beginning
I made a connection
Put in the hours
My plate got devoured
I'm lookin' for seconds
I'm fresh out the shower
I look like a breath mint
I look like a present
I rap and I'm gifted
I've been eclectic and I've been eccentric
And I look at life from another dimension
And even if I was to come back to yours
I would still look and say, you can't f*ck with this nigga
Hopefully, you can step back from that shit that you smokin'
Or get you some help, cause you trippin'
Called Dr. Dre like you need a prescription
I saw myself winning I played on The Simpsons
I walk on my tippy toes cause I know I'm causin' all of this drippin'
Ain't nothing designer but everything hittin'
It ain't 'bout the clothes it's the nigga that's in 'em
Shoutout to T-Rell we keepin' it going you tell him he stole my nigga I'm kidding
Let's go get a hundred and hit the Olympics
Let that bitch tumble and flip to a million
Bitch, I'm back (Bitch, I'm back)
Don't know how to act (facts)
Get a sack (Get a sack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Double that
Double that
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that
Ok then
You know that I'm Tunzy Baby
But you know this ain't no playpen
I came up all of the ten that I step on
God is my Teflon, I count on one hand, all the niggas I'd bet on
I bet if I died today niggas wouldn't cry, but I got one that turn this bitch to Armageddon
I see how you movin' I watch who I let in
You look where you goin', but watch how you steppin'
Yeah
LARMG the shit that I'm reppin'
I wear my shit daily so niggas ain't guessin'
You niggas just watch y'all ain't learnin' y'all lesson
Came from the bottom and got me a blessin'
When I'm on top, bet you won't catch me restin'
Do it again and again, in a second, I'm goin' to get it
You gettin' the message
I walk on my tippy-toes, cause I know niggas are sleep well I reckon
Just let 'em sleep cause I'm still gonna eat, cause you know I'm a zombie, but no, I ain't
Messy
Smokin' a zone, from the grow, I ain't stressin'
Kickin' and coolin', I'm calm and collected
Baby, you know what I want, ain't no question
I'm gettin' what's mine, and I'm takin' the extra
Bitch, I'm back (Bitch, I'm back)
Don't know how to act (facts)
Get a sack (Get a sack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Double that
Double that
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that
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English

Yeah, once again, they'll look me in the face and be like, uh, you can't do it again
I don't even got nothin' to say
Bitch, I'm back (Bitch, I'm back)
Don't know how to act (facts)
Get a sack (Get a sack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Double that
Double that
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that
It's back to the business
I can't turn my back on the business
They tryna distract me from winning
Just got a pack in the mail
I'm excited as hell
You would think that it's just the beginning
I made a connection
Put in the hours
My plate got devoured
I'm lookin' for seconds
I'm fresh out the shower
I look like a breath mint
I look like a present
I rap and I'm gifted
I've been eclectic and I've been eccentric
And I look at life from another dimension
And even if I was to come back to yours
I would still look and say, you can't f*ck with this nigga
Hopefully, you can step back from that shit that you smokin'
Or get you some help, cause you trippin'
Called Dr. Dre like you need a prescription
I saw myself winning I played on The Simpsons
I walk on my tippy toes cause I know I'm causin' all of this drippin'
Ain't nothing designer but everything hittin'
It ain't 'bout the clothes it's the nigga that's in 'em
Shoutout to T-Rell we keepin' it going you tell him he stole my nigga I'm kidding
Let's go get a hundred and hit the Olympics
Let that bitch tumble and flip to a million
Bitch, I'm back (Bitch, I'm back)
Don't know how to act (facts)
Get a sack (Get a sack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Double that
Double that
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that
Ok then
You know that I'm Tunzy Baby
But you know this ain't no playpen
I came up all of the ten that I step on
God is my Teflon, I count on one hand, all the niggas I'd bet on
I bet if I died today niggas wouldn't cry, but I got one that turn this bitch to Armageddon
I see how you movin' I watch who I let in
You look where you goin', but watch how you steppin'
Yeah
LARMG the shit that I'm reppin'
I wear my shit daily so niggas ain't guessin'
You niggas just watch y'all ain't learnin' y'all lesson
Came from the bottom and got me a blessin'
When I'm on top, bet you won't catch me restin'
Do it again and again, in a second, I'm goin' to get it
You gettin' the message
I walk on my tippy-toes, cause I know niggas are sleep well I reckon
Just let 'em sleep cause I'm still gonna eat, cause you know I'm a zombie, but no, I ain't
Messy
Smokin' a zone, from the grow, I ain't stressin'
Kickin' and coolin', I'm calm and collected
Baby, you know what I want, ain't no question
I'm gettin' what's mine, and I'm takin' the extra
Bitch, I'm back (Bitch, I'm back)
Don't know how to act (facts)
Get a sack (Get a sack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that (Double that)
Double that
Double that
Bitches brats (Bitches brats)
Niggas wack (Niggas wack)
Get a pack (Get a pack)
F*ckin' double that
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Writer: Jamarious Johnson
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Performed By: Tune Baby
Language: English
Length: 3:42
Written by: Jamarious Johnson
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