Double Shots Mobb Deep (Ft. Big Noyd)
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["celebration" skit continued]
It's a celebration y'all, let's do it!
[Havoc]
Yeah y'all
Bounce, yeah, bounce
YEAH! Aight? Aiyyo..
Cats like, "Hav', what the deal Dunn?"
Nigga back on his grind, tryin to kill son
A little shorty on some shit, oh she still frontin?
But jumped back on the dick when she saw me thumpin
Straight short nigga oxin niggas givin 'em doctor stitches
First chance I get, you know I'm shittin
On them fake-ass thugs, stuntin in the club
Don't get scuffed in front of these broads
Homey so pussy, what they do to they broad
Beat them bitches up if they dance to the Mobb
Type of shit is that?
That won't stop her from lettin us blow her back, bounce to that
Homey we got this locked
Like champagne in a wino hand we gon' pop and
Hate on you lame-ass niggas, we need not
Cause first niggas hate on us, they get shot
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Just party, don't get yourself shot (uh-huh)
Leave all the drama back home at the block
At the bar double shots goin down, straight chillin
While the DJ, playin what I'm feelin (pimpin them hoes)
It's a celebration y'all, let's do it!
[Havoc]
Yeah y'all
Bounce, yeah, bounce
YEAH! Aight? Aiyyo..
Cats like, "Hav', what the deal Dunn?"
Nigga back on his grind, tryin to kill son
A little shorty on some shit, oh she still frontin?
But jumped back on the dick when she saw me thumpin
Straight short nigga oxin niggas givin 'em doctor stitches
First chance I get, you know I'm shittin
On them fake-ass thugs, stuntin in the club
Don't get scuffed in front of these broads
Homey so pussy, what they do to they broad
Beat them bitches up if they dance to the Mobb
Type of shit is that?
That won't stop her from lettin us blow her back, bounce to that
Homey we got this locked
Like champagne in a wino hand we gon' pop and
Hate on you lame-ass niggas, we need not
Cause first niggas hate on us, they get shot
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Just party, don't get yourself shot (uh-huh)
Leave all the drama back home at the block
At the bar double shots goin down, straight chillin
While the DJ, playin what I'm feelin (pimpin them hoes)
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