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3Oh3 Double Vision

na na hey hey na na na na na I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor B.O.B Clap because we need more 3OH!3 Blowing out the speakers Blowing

na na hey hey na na na na na I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor B.O.B Clap because we need more 3OH!3 Blowing out the speakers Blowing

hard don't matter what the cops say [Pre-chorus] [Chorus] I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor We only clap because we need more 3OH!3

it's of Heaven I swear that till I perish I keep these pussies in panic whaa [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Ace Hood] Now watch me move through the city, gutta be my religion Only vision

drive around in gangsta whips you swear I'm bout to get into some gangsta shit Oh no here comes trouble, my vision is skewed I can only see in doubles

get did Burning incense, facing a murder sentence Under intent, for investigation for killing infants While I sit in padded rooms doing 'shrooms Having visions

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6 Here comes the voodoo what'cha gone do when my crew Back from the dead once more again Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here

But I'll come, I'm just back and they say I'm troublesome But I'm way more than some trouble, I'm double son If his name's Terminator, I'm other one (

down, side to side, all around in and out, keep some extra bitches in the house My Thug Passion keeps the Thug Luv everlastin Double plastic for them double