Mike Lo - Dub It Lyrics

It is what it is, it's gon be what it's gon be
Yeah
Pull up in a rude mood, acting brand new
Tell me what I'm supposed to do with that
Pull up in a rude mood, acting brand new
Tell me what I'm supposed to do with that
Dub it, Dub it
Yeah yeah I used to love it, yeah I used to love it
Now I gotta get away from it
Dub it, Dub it
Yeah yeah I used to love it, yeah I used to love it
Now I gotta get away from it
I gotta I gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away
I ain't playing with you not at all
I made a promise that I'm not gon call (Never again)
I made a promise that I'm not gon fall
For your traps
I ain't going out like that (Na, na, na)
I be posted up no cap
Yeah, this that real rap (Aye)
Can you feel that
Homie had to peel back (Aye)
And I'm still that
Nigga you won't find
Swear my love one of a kind
Imma say that till I die
Till I
Pull up with that new thing
Looking like my boo thing
Now the mood change
Pull up with a new thing
Looking like my boo thing
Funny how that mood change
Dub it, Dub it
Yeah yeah I used to love it, yeah I used to love it
Now I gotta get away from it
Dub it, Dub it
Yeah yeah I used to love it, yeah I used to love it
Now I gotta get away from it
I gotta I gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away
Yeah, uhh
It ain't easy, it ain't easy, it ain't supposed to be (Naw)
I thought I'd have you close to me (Yah)
Now you acting over me (Yea)
That's all a act
Baby can we bring it back
Baby you remember that
Hopping on them flights and back
Now it's only fights and tactics (Damn)
Ooh you such a actress
Worried about your fashion
What happened to them actions
(What happened to that)
Only heard words boo (I heard)
New York nigga I heard you (I heard)
Now I gotta curve you (Curve)
Ooh, ooh
Yeah you rude, me too
It's too good to be true
All that shit now we through
Done
Pull up in a rude mood, acting brand new
Tell me what I'm supposed to do with that
Pull up in a rude mood, acting brand new
Tell me what I'm supposed to do with that
Dub it, Dub it
Yeah yeah I used to love it, yeah I used to love it
Now I gotta get away from it
Dub it, Dub it
Yeah yeah I used to love it, yeah I used to love it
Now I gotta get away from it
I gotta I gotta get away (Get away, yeah)
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away (Get away, yeah)
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away (Get away, yeah)
I gotta I gotta I gotta get away