Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Double Cup, artist - Mike Posner. Date of issue: 22.11.2012
Song language: English
Double Cup |
| All I wanna do is take all my niggas to Vegas |
| Buy a pound of weed and smoke it get them niggas faded |
| Yeah and buy some liquor man we gonna get wasted |
| Poppin' bottles on them hoes and tell them"Bitch we made it" |
| Yeah I wanna get a hundred grand of singles |
| Stack them shit so just like Pringles |
| Thanking God I’m single |
| Yeah, ready to mingle down |
| I’m trying to slam dunk |
| Yeah tryin' to finger roll |
| You know that feeling feeling feelin' |
| Like everything’s changing |
| That feeling, feeling like you was |
| Instantly famous, feel that |
| Yeah, fuck that nigga Yeah I’m a kill that |
| And Y’all niggas don’t know me |
| My team we got that feeling |
| We need some fucking trophies |
| Uh, we do it for the whole team |
| You know that feeling like you won a superbowl ring |
| We don’t never get a day off, nah |
| Make the city proud like we won the playoffs |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| I got this feeling this feeling I know it |
| That I’m about to make some millions, some millions then blow it |
| My my my my new bitch brazilian, she gorgeous |
| This new life that I’m living it’s hard to absorb it |
| Ever had that feeling when you pull out they say who that |
| New school, blue black, drop top, push back |
| It’s Ali I knew that, threw the whole bar 2 stacks |
| When I’m in the building and the hoes run a full flack |
| Trust an puerto rican, margaritas, burrito |
| Vacation with my people, we do this for our people |
| You know that feeling like you won a superbowl ring |
| No bo-ho man I’m playing for the team |
| Yeah, we do it for the whole team |
| You know that feeling like you won a superbowl ring |
| We don’t never get a day off, nah |
| Make the city proud like we won the playoffs |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| Fill 'em to the fall, jerk 'em to the right |
| Feeling like a Mo, look at me and not the size |
| We’re here for those how we roll |
| It’s the feeling of a boss |
| I got trials on my line, got a million dollars house |
| We used to rot in coogie sweaters |
| Now it’s Gucci all the time |
| Freshen hair, leather season |
| Wanna toll the summer time |
| Used to have a little bank roll |
| Now my bank roll larger, Strain former Camaro |
| Hot dite Charger |
| Gerry Guardian seats |
| Green light Shlick rims |
| Check my ring out Oh I’m on my superbowl shit |
| I’m flat in the sky, I’m up there with the birds |
| I do it for the team, you can motherfuck what you heard |
| Yeah, we do it for the whole team |
| You know that feeling like you won a superbowl ring |
| We don’t never get a day off, nah |
| Make the city proud like we won the playoffs |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |
| That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling |