Supa Dupe

Lyrics

[Hook: D Double E] Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee That's me, budubupbup Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee That's me, me [Verse 1: D Double E] Head get mangled and dangled To the side just like I wear my Kangol Nowadays I'm on arms just like a bangle Try test me, you'll get manhandled I've got bullets that like to mingle On road, especially in the dancehall And if you try duck under table Fire my ting from a next angle Bullets are flying diagonal Turn your head into a semicircle Then gun-butt into a triangle Head from an angle look mangled Three-dimensional Reshape your head far from a circle Bullets in the back of your head tangle You better look into the mirror, it's a miracle [Hook: D Double E] Lyrical supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee That's me, budubupbup Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee It's who-who? That's me-me [Verse 2: D Double E] Bare people think they're heavy like metal Say they've got dough but they ain't got a shekel Seen a big gash that looks effed like Ethel Them MCs better hide before I switch like Jekyll Cool and sekkle before I sting your ice kettle just like a metal before Draw for the metal in the belt buckle therefore Don't start trouble with the Double When I'm warmed up I'll leave you in a lyric blood puddle Greet you with arms, not talking a cuddle The doctor can't put you back together like a puzzle So hold your mouth shut like you're wearing a muzzle On your face you'll be wearing My knuckle imprint to the side of your temple You're just simple, get popped like a pimple Sounds of the D Double [?] single [Hook: D Double E] Lyrical supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee That's me, budubupbup Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee It's who-who? That's me-me (oh my gosh) [Verse 3: D Double E] Smash, slash, head up on the dash Ps and fat gash, take your stash of cash Next time, don't act flash Don't make me get busy with it, draw for the mash Think you're a big boy cause you got a 'tache? Bullets will catch your face like a rash Draw for the mash in a flash Everybody scatter like a rave got gassed Come out of nowhere just like a car crash Life get taken away like trash When it comes to the cash, standard, I've gotta get a mash Too many haters looking to lash my stash of cash [?] stressed out, smoking ash After that, they ain't got no cash So they put on [?] [Hook: D Double E] Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee That's me, budubupbup Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee It's who-who? That's me-me (oh my gosh)