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dub shit - young thug lyrics

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[intro]
uh, yeah, ysl in the building
yeah, dte in the building
wheezy beats
yeah, slatt

[chorus]
you doing that dub sh-t (thought you were my bro)
you doing that dub sh-t (drippin’ on hoes)
you doing that dub sh-t (drippin’ on n-ggas)
you doing that dub sh-t (droppin’ your clothes)
you doing that dub sh-t (f-ckin’ that body)
you doing that dub sh-t (you f-ckin’ her raw)
you doing that dub sh-t (you f-ckin’ she c-cky)
stop doing that dub sh-t (same color hot sauce)
you dub, you dub (you dub, you dub)
you doing that dub sh-t (that big ol’ dub)
you so dub-dub (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (that big ol’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you doing that-

[verse 1]
you be doing that lame sh-t, you be caking up all these hoes, n-gga
that that loose all your stain sh-t
n-gga taste on a stain from him, drop his -ss off a bankhead
i’ma pop me a percocet n-gga, i’ma pop me a paink!ller
i’m a muhf-cking walking store, i pull up at stop n’ go’s
i’ma pour up that act until its empty and my pockets on overload
let them know that we is not sweet, n-gga, rather than overtoe
all my bottles came from the bar
but all my ice came up out the ocean
yeah, my diamonds came out the sea
they no african diamonds baby
n-gga play hide-and-go-seek
then i’ma change the climax, baby
i’ma hit from the back, baby
i’ma smoke on some thrax, baby
i just f-ck on her neck, baby
r.i.p troup from old nat, baby

[chorus]
you doing that dub sh-t (thought you were my bro)
you doing that dub sh-t (drippin’ on hoes)
you doing that dub sh-t (drippin’ on n-ggas)
you doing that dub sh-t (droppin’ your clothes)
you doing that dub sh-t (f-ckin’ that body)
you doing that dub sh-t (you f-ckin’ her raw)
you doing that dub sh-t (you f-ckin’ she c-cky)
stop doing that dub sh-t (same color hot sauce)
you dub, you dub (you dub, you dub)
you doing that dub sh-t (that big ol’ dub)
you so dub-dub (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (that big ol’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you doing that-

[verse 2]
you should stack up some cash
you should smoke out the bag
you should just cop the new ghost
you should cop it for your dad
i done forgot ’bout the jag
i was just doing my bars in l.a, man i should just walk with the flag
and i wanna want nothing but platinum
you doing idiotic sh-t
my mom put the t-tles on the list
i just spend 50 sound bricks
man that’s some pittiotic sh-t
and i won’t even think that’s a word
but you cannot drip it like this
i’m rocking water like a ship
dippin your b-tch like a chip
all of this cash got me going
godd-mn, i think i’m al capone
their jewelry so fake they tryna clone
tell me if you a needle long
don’t try stopping me alone
if she get lonely, leave her home
i call up my war, i need a zone
all of my dawgs need ’em on

[chorus]
you doing that dub sh-t (thought you were my bro)
you doing that dub sh-t (drippin’ on hoes)
you doing that dub sh-t (drippin’ on n-ggas)
you doing that dub sh-t (droppin’ your clothes)
you doing that dub sh-t (f-ckin’ that body)
you doing that dub sh-t (you f-ckin’ her raw)
you doing that dub sh-t (you f-ckin’ she c-cky)
stop doing that dub sh-t (same color hot sauce)
you dub, you dub (you dub, you dub)
you doing that dub sh-t (that big ol’ dub)
you so dub-dub (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (that big ol’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you be doing that dub sh-t (a f-ckin’ dub)
you doing that-

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