Lyrics: B.O.B. Double Bubble.

[Intro:]
This shit right here is strictly for my niggas ridin' down Glenwood.
(DJ Scream. Hood rich beeotch.)
My niggas on Mooreland Ave. Boulder Cris.
You got six 12's in the trunk nigga this shit for you.
Let's go. (Hood rich hoe)

[Chorus:]
Well baby girl was lookin' at my ride
So I guess I'm a have to put her up inside
She was with you first now she's sittin' by my side
This is what happens every time I drive by
When I'm in that double bubble
They give me double bubble
When I'm in that double bubble
They give me double bubble
Yeah

[Verse:]
They see my whip and be like, "That's a mean motherfucker"
Smothered in cream, make her melt like butter
But I don't speak, I throw up the Eastside that mean "What up? "
Come in LZ, so put your system on 'Shut Up'
I hit the scene, real clean like scrub dum dum
They can't compete, they speakers bust the fuck
My kick got beat, they kicks be scuffed up
They beat, just fluff fluff
They weak and scrubbed up
They be like, "Who that is? Can you turn that down? "
Cause they say I got too many 15's in my ride
And the Alpine is vibratin' they booty, chest and thighs
So girls be gettin' juicy wet when they get inside

[Chorus:]
Well, baby girl was lookin' at my ride
So I guess I'm a have to put her up inside
She was with you first now she's sittin' by my side
This is what happens every time I drive by
When I'm in that double bubble
They give me double bubble
When I'm in that double bubble
They give me double bubble
Yeah