Black Eyed Peas, J. Rey Soul - DOUBLE D'Z Lyrics

Holy fuck, holy fuckin' fuck
The body of yours is absurd

I do anything for it, that's my word
How you such an hourglass body on curve
I may need to see the booty, make it twerk
Seriously fuck, that booty is superb
Watchin' your ass jiggle-jiggle on the table
Will permanently scar me
So come on, baby, put it on me
Fuckin' hell, I'm obsessed with you
You got me droolin' like a zombie

I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double D's (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (woo)
I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double D's (bam)

Bitches talking shit, say that to my face (bam)
Bitch, I don't want no drama in my space (no)
Your man's looking at me, put him in his place (yes)
I see him checking out my treble and my bass (ooh)
That means he looking at my racks and my junk (yup)
Tryna pop and lock and get up in my trunk (yup, yup)
I ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, I don't do no stunts (nah, nah)
The kitty, kitty, kitty cat is what he wants (meow)

I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double D's (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (woo)
I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double D's (bam)

I don't want no fucking drama in my space (bam)
I'm a real bitch, I ain't 'bout the fake (nope)
I ain't tryna take a nigga on a date (get 'em)
I ain't tryna give a nigga no cake (boom)
Your nigga been tryna fuck for a while (yup)
I had to tell your nigga, "That ain't my style" (yup, yup)
The side bitch ain't my profile (Nah, nah)
I told that nigga, "I don't fuckin' fuck around" (meow)

I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double D's (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (woo)
I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double D's (bam)

I, I, I, I know what you want from me, boy
I know what you want from me, boy
You want a taste of brown sugar
You want a taste of brown sugar
But if you want all my honey
Boy, you got to be my honey
Listen, I don't want no trouble-trouble-trouble
And boy, you don't want no trouble-trouble with me
Girl, I be on another level
I ain't mess around with nobody that got somebody
I ain't messin' around

Holy fuck, holy fuckin' fuck
The body of yours is absurd

I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double D's (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (bam)
I know what he want, I know what he want (woo)
I know what your nigga want from me
He wants these double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double D's (bam)

The body of yours is absurd
Double-double-double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double
The body of yours is absurd
Double-double-double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double-double-double
Double-double-double-double-double-double