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Cars The Double Trouble

Double trouble Oh yeah You got some trouble, double trouble And it keeps you down Double trouble You get in trouble, and you come to town Double trouble That double

my elder He been livin here longer what that tell ya? And little girls playin double dutch Still blush, cause she don't get in trouble much It's uhh,

multiple digits Dodging cop cars look how we come so far Picture a high school drop out Rolling a double R House full of happiness, weed and drank Way out So when trouble

We got 'em hot in this bitch! (So throw the water on 'em!) Here we go! [Verse 2: Reek Da Villian] (Busta Rhymes] R-double E-K, D-A Villian I'll pull

lot Shot him in his hand, like his girl, finger-pop Ain't no trouble askin', I'm in the bubble flashin' Walther P.P.K.380, double-action Played the restaurant

Fly Bitch behold I I am the shit Hear the commode cry Hear the guitar scream That Double R lean And if it's for me Then its foreign I mean my cars, I

And the word I give is not conservative; growing up an urban kid I realized we need the Earth to Live And being trouble boo, we let a couple loose, from the double

that we buckle; beef? We chuckle Scuffle over a game of pinochle Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see double Unless you want trouble Oh, you realer

t know, that I was determined to be a def rapper with the name Erick Sermon To be a crowd mover, someone that cause trouble Then I thought, and came up with E Double