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    "Double R What" Lyrics

    Eve feat. Jadakiss and Styles P

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    [Intro]
    Jadakiss: What up what up what up, yea!
    Styles: Eve let's do it again! Hahaha...

    [Verse 1: Styles]
    Yea it's the ghost Jada and Eve
    I squeeze my shit, I don't wave it and leave
    Y'all motherfuckin' extra lame
    Here's the game, when I shoot seeds, your man can catch your brain
    He looked a hero when he drove the taxi in the hallway
    Shootin' niggas down if they clothes is tacky
    Get an 18 or brick and my clothes is khaki
    And the Porsche got a glass roof
    The blunt got a live purple haze in it, little bit of hash too
    See me when I pass through, fuck around and I'ma blast you
    Do what I have to, tryin' to get my math too
    I leave a message, ain't a phone I use
    I call my niggas, bat 'em down, they bones I bruise
    Leave 50 niggas dead, niggas know my groove
    Another 20 more engine niggas know my tools
    I got a gun, you need to stand fo'
    FUCK YOU BRING YO' MAN FO'?!

    [Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve]
    Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What
    First come the hawk, then next come the toast

    Jadakiss:J to the *MUAH* Double R what
    Send mad cowards on they way to Allah

    Eve: E-V-E, Double R What
    First lady, I just point, they squeeze
    Ryde or Die, Double R What
    Better keep your hammer right by your side

    [Verse 2: Jadakiss]
    I gave you the best flows
    On top of that, I even made niggas set goals
    I wanna know how many bullets can your flesh hold
    Thirty-two, or whatever the tech holes
    My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than talk you to death
    'Cause listenin' is like livin' when yo' talkin' is death
    So y'all better start readin' before you start bleedin'
    And the odds was against us before we got EVE-n
    Niggas in the hood don't give a fuck if you rich
    Or drunk with the Prince CD own, bumpin' a kiss
    Nigga frontin' I get my you in the pump kinda hot out
    Hit the button put the roof in the trunk
    Play the block with the Royal Blue 45 and make your mouth leak
    Can't fuck with NY
    Get my diesel from South Beach
    you ain't got a ride, getchu a cab
    ya' bitches is mad
    Eve got the shit and smash

    [Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve]
    Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What
    First come the hawk, then next come the toast

    Jadakiss: J to the *MUAH*, Double R what
    Send mad cowards on they way to Allah

    Eve: E-V-E, Double R What
    First lady, I just point, they squeeze
    Ryde or Die, Double R What
    Better keep your hammer right by your side

    [Verse 3: Eve]
    I'm a savage bitch
    Ain't nobody gettin' close to this
    And ain't nobody flipped and wrote the shit
    And can't nobody sit and coach this shit
    You feelin' lucky? then aproach me, shit
    I'm like the glass, you just the coaster bitch; Under me!
    You wanna make it ugly, can't do nothin' 'bout it
    Angry at the public, buggin' me
    Rat bitch, pot bitch, hungover hot bitch
    Wantin' all that money, fuckin' gettin' all that rock, shiiit
    Scared of who? huh, we goin' get rid of you
    Climbin' the walls wit' gimmicks, that shit is pitiful
    Dawgs close by me, so why try me
    They wan' cop me but they too sloppy
    Damn, I gotchu stuck in a box
    You feelin' trapped, got your stomach in knots
    'Cause I ain't lettin' go
    I keepin' it locked
    I know you gettin' mad 'cause your luck's up
    Plus I'm a purebread, baby, I don't fuck with mutts
    Come on!

    [Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve]
    Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What
    First come the hawk, then next come the toast

    Jadakiss: J to the *MUAH*, Double R what
    Send mad cowards on they way to Allah

    Eve: E-V-E, Double R What
    First lady, I just point, they squeeze
    Ryde or Die, Double R What
    Better keep your hammer right by your side

    (Instrumentals until end)
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Jason Phillips, David Styles, Kasseem Dean, Eve Jeffers, Jesse Bonds Weaver.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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