[Intro:]
This shit right here is strictly for my n*ggas ridin' down Glenwood.
(DJ Scream. Hood rich beeotch.)
My n*ggas on Mooreland Ave. Boulder Cris.
You got six 12's in the trunk n*gga 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 motherf*cker"
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 f*ck
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