Double Cup

Intro: Double cup and I'm leanin' X3 Fuck these niggas I mean it (Hook:) Double cup and I'm leanin' (I said it) Double cup and I'm leanin' (I said it) Double cup and I'm leanin' (I said it) Fuck these niggas I mean it X2 (Verse 1: Ace Hood) Okay now, Purple stuff in my styrofoam Sippin' slow while they blowin strong All I need is my dirty sprite All I need is her super-dome Drank'd up and I'm dripped out Caked up and my pistol out Bad bitch and she thick as fuck And I'm tryna see if what pussy bite Bust it open for a real nigga Bust it open for a trill nigga Touchdown, whattup? H-Town Long live the Pimp, this one's for you! Bun B, my nigga Trae The Truth Still in the coupe and I'm double dueced Still in the hood on that purple, fool Better know what I'm drinkin' ain't grape juice! I be flowin' through the city, let my chain swing! How you live, a young nigga tryna maintain Get money, fuck lames, all my little niggas on the same page Spend racks when I'm up in Neimans Gimme head she gon' catch this semen Hatin on me? Nigga, so what? Ya know what? Hold up... (Hook) (Verse 2: Bun B) Gangsta nigga, I'm bout it I'm Trill as fuck so don't doubt it Tell me what's the haps, cause you know I'm strapped A nigga never leave home without it I'm posted up in that Caddy I'm twistin' up a big fatty And it's full of dro, and I'mma mack your ho And you know she callin' me daddy I'm a trill OG and I earned it That G code, nigga I learned it So when I saw the dough they had for me bro I just grabbed the knob and I turned it I wanted bread so I chased it And I got so close I could taste it I played the deck and got my respect So nigga I'm the king, now just face it I'm in the house and I'm chillin' My mind on cash and I'm willing I'm on the paper chase, no time to waste So I could give a fuck how you feelin' I'm sideways on that buck My seats is stitched and they tough You ain't down with that? Then I'm hide your head in your ass And be outta luck, wassup? (Hook) (Verse 3: Kirko Bangz) Well it's that young nigga from the Southside Of that USA I need Calamine Lotion cause a nigga used to bump A nigga came from nothing to saying nevermind To the pretty girls in the magazine Your girlfriend look like Maxim A phone book full of Billy Jeans ? Came out that limosine I been a fan for that Codeine Since Martin Luther was like 13 Fuckin' queens cause I'mma king Put 5% on everything I done threw tint on top of tint Bumper kit, on bumper kit Threw my last bitch on my new bitch And threw ten on my fuckin' dick I done came down, hold it down for that H-Town I'mma take the crown Sippin Hen, dont fuck with Crown But I'mma just drop this 4th of 9 And free my cousin that doin' time I'mma pay the lawyer But I hope he dyin' Hold it down for a real nigga Young Kirko, young trill nigga (BANGZ) (Hook)