Jack Frost TMB - Double Dose Lyrics

All my niggas bout bread thuogh
All my hoes pay bread though
I'm bout to double up
I'm from the double I'm bout to double up
Team in the game and we study the play
Break right after we huddle up
Run up them digits we run up the money
Them bags and them commas we f*ck it up
In the hood I got much love
My hood flooded with much drugs
I just bought me a small pug
Gotta keep my bitch dogged up
Been pimpin'men get balled up
When they need a pack they call us
I'm on a mission to get them digits
You simpin' I'm pimpin' so that's a big difference
And you a man but you fresh off the titty
In town for one reason to f*ck up the city
In town for one reason to f*ck up these digits
In town for one reason to get some more money
Bring the blue long as they big old face hundreds
Jimmy Choo cause my white bitch say she want it
From Monday to Sunday I grind like a skater
I'm touching more dollars than waffle House waiters
These niggas ain't able to eat off the table
Broke bitches ain't able to be in my stable
Add it like a calculator
Got a whole lot of drip like activator
Debonnaire dapper Dan without the label
I was a real nigga way before the f*ckin' paper
Damn that boy was crazy as shit
Damn that bitch was crazy as shit
Damn should never had gave her that dick
Damn she talkin' bout babies and shit
Hoe get out my face with that shit
I break 'em better not play with that bitch
Vapors who want the smoke in this bitch
Waving with the AP on my wrist
They hatin' they know my section be lit like a wick
They gonna get hit with the stick
Check it never shoulda been talking that shit
We really we really see with the shit
Really my niggas ain't feelin'
I can't be chillin' with niggas that's squealing
But I'ma continue to break on these bitches
To be continued I'm back to these bitches
All of these bitches these brand new balenci's
Off these bitches put your hands up
Bloww bloww man down pick ya man's up
On the low I got my bands up
If you got kids go on and man up
A hundred bars I was a little zanned up
Got a white bitch that's tanned up
Wait I done upgraded this shit
So I can not play with no bitch
If she ain't my hoe reaching me dough
I got nothing to say to that bitch
In my izm I trust in my pimpin'
Demon I don't want a hemi
Like a fully auto loaded semi
How I pop at bitches with the pimpin'
I'm poppin'like Crisco on chicken
These niggas pop pills and start trippin'
I f*ck with 'em just from a distance