Yo Gotti - Double Cup (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: DJ Infamous] Talk to me This the remix (We the motherf**ing best) DJ Infamous The Double Cup Remix We ain't playing Let's go! Remix! Remix! The Double Cup Remix, motherf**er [Bridge] What you talking about money (Money b**h I blow it) Talking about weed (Shawty come roll it) Talking about hoes (Yeah they goin What about me? b**h I'm rolling) [Hook] I got my double cup with my top down Double cup with my top down Double cup with my top down Double cup with my top down [Verse 1: Ace Hood] ACE HOOOOOOD! Let's talk about money b**h I get me a whole lot of Stunting in this ho like a Globe Trotter Leave red on your shirt like a 49er I'm sippin' slow with my mind gone That purple stuff in my styrofoam I'm too stoned, no angie n***a Bad b**h and her mouth deliver Sweet n***as get choppa feelings I'm getting head with my celling missing I'm too trippy, I'm to flithy I'm about bread but don't do jiffy That new Ferrari cost 2 50 I pull up park but dont play with me You must be crazy they stay with me Shooter smoking like 4 20 I smoke good and I f** better Me and p**y n***as don't go together Boy I got balls like a prison cellar Cop me a watch with a stupid bezzle My weed loud and my neighboors tripping I'ma made n***a but I dont wash dishes f** you if you still hating Your b**h patient, she still waiting [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I Am Double cup with my top down Two stems, them blocks down War time no guns down And I'm sipping on dat H-Town I'm notorious All my n***as sell angel dust All my n***as rock styrofoam And they doubled up and they have fun I'm on that remix I'm selling remix Hey this that G sh** See them white whips Hey thats that me sh** I'm bout my V sh** That parade, that white parade I drop the top on that new Phantom, this city waved My ghetto ways, my ghetto ways, my ghetto ways, they got me paid I'm double cup and triple stacking, I got racks for days And i can't lie, back in the G I used to trap for days They ask me how i get this money, a 100 ways I Am [Verse 3: Kirko Bangz] I hold my cup up (They double cup down, know what the hell i'm dranking) I let my top down (They drop the coupe, y'all know what the hell im thanking) Say shout out to them Texas n***as (Let them know, let them know) I do this sh** for Texas n***a Young gun of the city got the rock now n***as wanna see the shooting star, get shot down Please don't approach with any [?], b**h I'm Bobby Brown Got overdone hump like I'm collar man I been in the stu like it's shining time I'm back in this b**h and I'm bout to take charge, they thought I was flopping, I gotta find I pull up in something n***as can't f** with The b**h on the front looking gold like a trumpet The b**h in the pa**enger, a** like a puppet My pockets on Kermit, we look like The Muppets I don't need no soda I don't need no crutches To roll with in cup all I need is a tussen Can't pay for these b**hes not part of my buget You saving these b**hes with no control bu*ton Uh, my cup up my top down (double cup and my top down) I'm well know in that H-Town From the eastside to the southside to the north To the southwest to the fair road and the [?] summerpoint, let them know [Hook] [Verse 4: Tiffany Foxx] Talking to a boss b**h I talk about keys, I talk about packs I talk about weed, I talk about crack I talk about Ace, I talk about yacht I talk about cheese, I dont talk to no rats I learned from the best Still go see a n***a while he in the feds Still run this rap sh** while I'm in a dress These n***as wanna undress me then I'm in that catagory with the rest The pull up on the breast f** that when it come to this sh**, Infamous we the best He said "T.Foxx k** this sh**, get the Smith And Wes" Blow out the chest Cavities intestines, wear it on my neck Once she take her last breath have maggots eat the remains of her brains till it ain't nothin left And your name on the TEC When i spit a hot 16 so much cake like I robbed sweet 16 p**y so clean And tight like a virgin So I should been on original b**h [Hook] TRANSCRIBING THE REST!