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Double Up Video (MV)




Performed By: 4SeasonZ Worth
Language: English
Length: 4:36
Written by: Anfernee Thomas




4SeasonZ Worth - Double Up Lyrics
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I had to double up my f*ckin profit I can not be worried about a lil bitch
I hit the city with bands in my pocket I leave with some Gucci-denim on my fit
I'm not accustom to taking these chances but f*ck it I shoot and I don't ever miss
Jugg and finessin til all of my diamonds are dancin I 2-tone the bezel my wrist
Said if she leave me then she gon be better off I told her ok baby see you never
I got that heat on me can't wait to let it off bitch I'm the man call me David letter
Summertime foe cause I never sweat her
My heart on frozen I'm cold like December
These hoes they f*ck with me cause I'm a winner she give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
Pimpin ain't new to me not a beginner
Not with the foolery I keep a splinter
My bitch in the coupe with me I call her f and n Bonnie she wild n out like Karlous Miller
I let her leave me cause I couldn't leave her she said I ain't shit I'll always be a cheater
This thang on my hip is not a f*ckin beeper I catch you in traffic make you a believer done
I told him see me he had hit me on gmail with 12 in the CC
I keep a mean heat and that hoe really beat like eighty eight BC
She call me Smoove move foe I keep tool I'm really tryna keep it cool
She got a small ass and a cute face Ima deep dive in her pool
I had to double up my f*ckin profit I can not be worried about a lil bitch
I hit the city with bands in my pocket I leave with some Gucci-denim on my fit
I'm not accustom to taking these chances but f*ck it I shoot and I don't ever miss
Jugg and finessin til all of my diamonds are dancin I 2-tone the bezel my wrist
Said if she leave me then she gon be better off I told her ok baby see you never
I got that heat on me can't wait to let it off bitch I'm the man call me David letter
Summertime foe cause I never sweat her
My heart on frozen I'm cold like December
These hoes they f*ck with me cause I'm a winner she give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
She give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
I'm not with the games I am not a pretender
And my heart frozen it cold like December
30 rock sit on my hip with extender ugh
He got more money than me head ass
Rob him from head to his feet and I'm dead ass
Just want the Rollie don't care what it's set as
Just want the Rollie don't care what it's set as
Perc got me feeling some type of way hold on
If she keep on looking at me she won't stare long
I'll make her blow me a tune like a trombone
Already know they been watchin me
I keep a 30 right under the seat
I know these boys don't know much about me
But I give em 2 and they pay me for 3
Hang with some devils I'm sellin my soul
No I do not really f*ck with these hoes
If I'm in the city I'm out with my bros and we all got some racks so we all got a pole
I had to double up my f*ckin profit I can not be worried about a lil bitch
I hit the city with bands in my pocket I leave with some Gucci-denim on my fit
I'm not accustom to taking these chances but f*ck it I shoot and I don't ever miss
Jugg and finessin til all of my diamonds are dancin I 2-tone the bezel my wrist
Said if she leave me then she gon be better off I told her ok baby see you never
I got that heat on me can't wait to let it off bitch I'm the man call me David letter
Summertime foe, cause I never sweat her
My heart on frozen I'm cold like December
These hoes they f*ck with me cause I'm a winner she give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
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I had to double up my f*ckin profit I can not be worried about a lil bitch
I hit the city with bands in my pocket I leave with some Gucci-denim on my fit
I'm not accustom to taking these chances but f*ck it I shoot and I don't ever miss
Jugg and finessin til all of my diamonds are dancin I 2-tone the bezel my wrist
Said if she leave me then she gon be better off I told her ok baby see you never
I got that heat on me can't wait to let it off bitch I'm the man call me David letter
Summertime foe cause I never sweat her
My heart on frozen I'm cold like December
These hoes they f*ck with me cause I'm a winner she give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
Pimpin ain't new to me not a beginner
Not with the foolery I keep a splinter
My bitch in the coupe with me I call her f and n Bonnie she wild n out like Karlous Miller
I let her leave me cause I couldn't leave her she said I ain't shit I'll always be a cheater
This thang on my hip is not a f*ckin beeper I catch you in traffic make you a believer done
I told him see me he had hit me on gmail with 12 in the CC
I keep a mean heat and that hoe really beat like eighty eight BC
She call me Smoove move foe I keep tool I'm really tryna keep it cool
She got a small ass and a cute face Ima deep dive in her pool
I had to double up my f*ckin profit I can not be worried about a lil bitch
I hit the city with bands in my pocket I leave with some Gucci-denim on my fit
I'm not accustom to taking these chances but f*ck it I shoot and I don't ever miss
Jugg and finessin til all of my diamonds are dancin I 2-tone the bezel my wrist
Said if she leave me then she gon be better off I told her ok baby see you never
I got that heat on me can't wait to let it off bitch I'm the man call me David letter
Summertime foe cause I never sweat her
My heart on frozen I'm cold like December
These hoes they f*ck with me cause I'm a winner she give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
She give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
I'm not with the games I am not a pretender
And my heart frozen it cold like December
30 rock sit on my hip with extender ugh
He got more money than me head ass
Rob him from head to his feet and I'm dead ass
Just want the Rollie don't care what it's set as
Just want the Rollie don't care what it's set as
Perc got me feeling some type of way hold on
If she keep on looking at me she won't stare long
I'll make her blow me a tune like a trombone
Already know they been watchin me
I keep a 30 right under the seat
I know these boys don't know much about me
But I give em 2 and they pay me for 3
Hang with some devils I'm sellin my soul
No I do not really f*ck with these hoes
If I'm in the city I'm out with my bros and we all got some racks so we all got a pole
I had to double up my f*ckin profit I can not be worried about a lil bitch
I hit the city with bands in my pocket I leave with some Gucci-denim on my fit
I'm not accustom to taking these chances but f*ck it I shoot and I don't ever miss
Jugg and finessin til all of my diamonds are dancin I 2-tone the bezel my wrist
Said if she leave me then she gon be better off I told her ok baby see you never
I got that heat on me can't wait to let it off bitch I'm the man call me David letter
Summertime foe, cause I never sweat her
My heart on frozen I'm cold like December
These hoes they f*ck with me cause I'm a winner she give me that cut and I eat it like dinner
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Writer: Anfernee Thomas
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