50 Cent Double Up Feat Hayes Lyrics

Song Title:Double Up Feat Hayes

Artist / Band:50 Cent

Album:The Lost Tape

Description :50 Cent "Double Up" lyrics featuring Hayes is the latest single from 50 Cent's "The Lost Tape" mixtape. Fiddy keeps the hit songs coming this summer! The rapper shoot a summer music video for his "Double Up" lyrics. Beautiful girls in bikins, party on a yacht and luxury cars can be admired in 50 Cent's "Double Up" music video. Fans will love this new track and get hooked on "Double Up" lyrics from first listen. This is a brand new track from 50 Cent featuring Hayes so check out "Double Up" lyrics right here on 6lyrics.com! Don't forget to rate and leave a comment for 50 Cent featuring Hayes "Double Up" lyrics from the mixtape "The Lost Tape"!

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Double Up Feat Hayes Lyrics

Yeah, it’s what it is son niggas can’t stand it
Just my fifth rapper nigga been rounded by the planet
Shawty said welcome to Miami
A friend said welcome to Miami
Just easy got puffing the backyard
Back to back Porsche a nigga go that hard
I love money nigga it’s drug money
It’s your money
Be nothing to a nigga, nigga I’m your puff
Go hundred rack on a b*tch I told she want me
If I want a hoe I get the hoe, f**k a hoe and forget the hoe
Let the hoe be a hoe pimp
Pay the grant, I’m a fly nigga I ain’t all about flashing
But… you’re rolling nigga tell me now can you buy that
I’m the biggest nigga South side…
I told em nigga suck a d*ck quick cause I’m stretching

I make you double up, flip flops…
I I I get it I got to get more
I make you double up, biggest
Make you double up

Hey bring me that… get the big shawty to the ice
I’ma show you how to do this s**t
You think I don’t know what I’m doing
But I know what I’m doing

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We on another side of the border
Chilling with drug lords
Tryna put an order in doing the drug war
Jay Z this what happens when you disrespect one of us
And cut em motherfucker head off right in front of us
That’s when I said I’m going back to Cali
My man said he going back to Cali
I know some Mexicans in Arizona I’m cool with
I’d rather slain that than to come and deal with this bullshit
Cause I ain’t gon budge
Pay me a dodgy dog they ain’t no love
Niggas know who they owe
My number ain’t changed b*tch
Front door service pop one in your brain quick
Could’ve put it right in your chest, close range s**t
Watch you die slow let you know who you playing with
f**k all that swear to god promise to brand s**t I ain’t to…
…12 gauge or a 15…
Passengers seats gon get kill, I’m saying this
Principals, we don’t draw the line on drug dealer
We criminals going all low
Before I say you played me I’m going to your house
And get killed there blow your f*****g brains out
You gotta bring your a*s to get some
You gotta make cast to spit some
And I ain’t a victim motherfucker, hey