Tekster:
Double You Going Back

Did you know If I'm going there Did you know Did you know Did you know If I'm going there Did you know I'm going back to that place I'm going back

-ck if it's your record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you

, na Now I'mma give it to you, baby, just the way you like it, aye And I can tell by the way you holdin' on the bed that you like it And you tryin' hard

the move You're family's crying, now, you on the news They can't find you and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you

around, got gifts for each and all of y'all Take it home and let it bubble, that's the double up If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up

, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no For you, I wanna write the sickest

what are you doing, you're ruining my rep" She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet" I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please

that murk that 'Til you gotta hurt back Can't spit it out, boo you gotta slurp that Can't cuddle after we done, it wasn't worth that Joey I'm responsible for bringin' Jerse back

slugs on you fools Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews Don't start no shit, we come equipped, so niggas stay cool One eighty seven, you think that you going