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letra de double cup - gee james & blaike

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refrain (gee james) :

can’t you see me ? can’t you see me ?
can’t you see me ? can’t you see me ?
whole lot of n-gga wanna copy me
whole lot of b-tch wanna f-ck with me

she catching feelings, catching feelings
my baby up to the ceilings
looking my wrist is shining
and my little b-tch look amazing yeah

pour up, yeah my lean, so what ? yeah yeah
we pull up, in the foreign so what ? yeah yeah
pour up, yeah my lean pour up, yeah yeah
so what ? double the cup, for us, yeah yeah

verse 1 (gee james) :

take a pic, caption this
look at my bag doing benefits
i got the bag on a regular
she’s got the bag, what a better b-tch ?

this is it. triple m, i’m making money mitch yeah
run this sh-t, always got my n-ggas around this (all of my n-ggas is around) yeah yeah
strike a pose, then she touched my soul
and we f-cking through the night when we going through the storm yeah yeah

bring it back, hop on the bed and relax
matter fact, you better bring me the bag

ouh f-ck this sh-t, hoes come less
commas on my check
ouh plus, i’m blessed i never stress
gonna give me s-x

yes i’m next, yes i’m ready
ouh she’s wet, man i’m diving

refrain (gee james) :

can’t you see me ? can’t you see me ?
can’t you see me ? can’t you see me ?
whole lot of n-gga wanna copy me
whole lot of b-tch wanna f-ck with me

she catching feelings, catching feelings
my baby up to the ceilings
looking my wrist is shining
and my little b-tch look amazing yeah

pour up, yeah my lean, so what ? yeah yeah
we pull up, in the foreign so what ? yeah yeah
pour up, yeah my lean pour up, yeah yeah
so what ? double the cup, for us, yeah yeah

verse 2 (blaike) :

all my n-ggas got everything
bad b-tch with the louis thing
she fell in love with the mary jane
me and her smoking on everything

we get the bag on the regular
f-ck boys just amateur
she call me, i’m on the road
your n-ggas hating, i got the flow

all my n-ggas got that stick
round around with that clip
moving cash like a flip
hop off the jet me and my n-ggas just take a trip

book list we’re on the tour
50 thousands for a show
so i hope you won’t waste my time
i’m on the finish line

my b-tch she rocking céline
foreign whip with that thing
tout mes negros font la mul
my young n-gga got the juice

born to win, we don’t lose
got your b-tch she’s choosing
everything is on me
more money, more dreams

benjamins on my mind baby, all about the numbers my n-gga
take this sh-t to another level, faire de l’oseille c’est ma level
les negros veulent me tester bro, p-ssy n-ggas stop fronting
don’t play with the gang, ycm we’re the gang

refrain (gee james) :

can’t you see me ? can’t you see me ?
can’t you see me ? can’t you see me ?
whole lot of n-gga wanna copy me
whole lot of b-tch wanna f-ck with me

she catching feelings, catching feelings
my baby up to the ceilings
looking my wrist is shining
and my little b-tch look amazing yeah

pour up, yeah my lean, so what ? yeah yeah
we pull up, in the foreign so what ? yeah yeah
pour up, yeah my lean pour up, yeah yeah
so what ? double the cup, for us, yeah yeah

- gee james blaike

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