Pour me another one Make it a strong one We’re gonna have some fun tonight Just like the other one Make it a double rum We’re gonna castaway tonight Easy living down in paradise

(Hundred billionaire) Kilo at the telly, bitch it's Makiaveli Double M empire, I know these niggas fear me I'm already rich, I'm tired of bein' famous I done fucked all these bitches, I can't even name 'em But if the bitch is bad, bring 'er, yellow stone

Fuck you Ice Cube It's the nigga you love to hate I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of gettin' treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine double m The damn scum that you all hate

Let's go, let's go, come on baby keep on doing what you're doing Now let me see that booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo boo booty work Go ahead, (left cheek, right side, double cheek, do it) Left cheek,

Got a lot of blood and it's cold So offended that I had to double check They keep tryna get me for my soul Thankful for the women that I know Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe I'm workin' on dyin' Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect

(Speaking in tongues) You've got the spirit now Now you're speaking in tongues Hypocrite reader, My double, my brother But did he speak it in tongues? Sneaking out the windows now It's like we're speaking in tongues Come out of your head

Now your soul returns to paradise Almighty Lord, we have come to your hall Do glatem live, creator of all Open your heart and you will find a way Paradise calling and enter you may (Falling down) Double seven thirty-four The dawn of time breaks See the

'Cause he's the man in the middle, never second fiddle Just like a spider in a cobweb Hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you double-cross 'Cause he's the man in the middle, knows the way to diddle He's never bothered by his conscience Deals with the

I love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girl Like a double shot of lovin' so fine I've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl 'Cause you and me is two of a kind I love to look into your big brown eyes They talk to me and seem to hypnotize You say

This drip is Chanel (Bitch) How you gonna talk about dates when half of my team is in jail? (Bitch) I made Forbes' "30 Under 30," I might go flood out my girl's (Wrist) See-through Louboutin heels, I might just blood out my girl's (Kicks) Man's doing