Double di*k lyrics

by

Trippie Redd


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ayy, Teezr, that goes crazy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
One in the drawers and one in the glizzy
Double di*k, I got one for the glizzy
Double di*k, I got one for the b*tches
She gon' ride that di*k in circles ’til she get dizzy
Baby, ride that di*k like you tryna win millions, get busy, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Hippo booty bouncin' (Bouncin')
Rhino booty bouncin’ (Bouncin')
Elephant booty bouncin'
That ass outta control, I think it need some counselin'
She caught the holy ghost, need a pastor
My b*tch bad, bit the apple
And I got her neck on Alaska

[Verse 1]
I wear what I want, I'm a rapper
Double di*k, b*tch, I'm different
She real nasty, Fear Factor
That pus*y cream like mayonnaise
She freeballin', no panties
She wan' me eat it in the car like McDonald’s pancakes
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
My clip is extendo, my b*tch got extensions, yeah
My b*tch is bad, I’ma give her detention
f*ck it, suspension (Yeah)
Booty so big, it got your attention
Bad decision
We f*cked in the car and we broke the suspension
She said, "Hold up, baby, did I mention?" (What you talkin' ’bout?)
"My baby daddy up and he havin' millions," yeah
I put one in the head, told her to whip it
I pistol-whip him
She scream, "Baby, please don't kill him" (Kill him)
[Chorus]
One in the drawers and one in the glizzy
Double di*k, I got one for the glizzy
Double di*k, I got one for the b*tches
She gon' ride that di*k in circles ’til she get dizzy
Baby, ride that di*k like you tryna win millions, get busy, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Hippo booty bouncin' (Bouncin')
Rhino booty bouncin' (Bouncin')
Elephant booty bouncin'
That ass outta control, I think it need some counselin'
She caught the holy ghost, need a pastor
My b*tch bad, bit the apple
And I got her neck on Alaska

[Verse 2]
Ride it like you got a problem
Ride it like you got a problem
Ride it like you got a problem
Ride it like you got a problem
She gon' ride that di*k like she got some problems, yeah
You got problems, I can solve 'em (Yeah)
She rode for a mile, couldn't get any farther
Threw the ho out like I p*ssed in a bottle
Money over b*tches, that be my motto
Hit up the fashion show, f*ck on the model
She wanna spend the night (Yeah)
I'ma drop her off tomorrow (Drop her off)
She wanna hit the mall (She hit the mall)
[Chorus]
One in the drawers and one in the glizzy
Double di*k, I got one for the glizzy
Double di*k, I got one for the b*tches
She gon' ride that di*k in circles 'til she get dizzy
Baby, ride that di*k like you tryna win millions, get busy, yeah

[Outro]
Double di*k, Double di*k
Call me Mr. Double di*k, Double di*k, Double di*k
Call me Mr. Double di*k
Yeah
Call me Mr. Double di*k, Double di*k, Double di*k
Call me Mr. Double di*k
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