Lyrics DOUBL3 TAK3 - DAMAG3

Double take, d-double take (holup, wait)
Double take (holup, wait)
Everywhere I go, they double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, man, whatchu say?)
It's fuckin' DAMAG3, shawty

Double take, d-double take, d-double take (holup, wait)
Everywhere I go, they do a double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, man, whatchu say?)
Everywhere I go they do a (listen)

The hottest bitch up in my city, ain't no debate about it
Go tell that Karen, stop staring, take a picture
Matter fact, this ain't shit, go hit my Insta
Matter fact, I'm that bitch, so quit your bitchin'
Here's a fact, sit and listen
I am a light in the lives of others, a sight for sore eyes
Not to be trifled or fucked with
I am not ducking and covering
I am not tucking in public
I want you to know where my nuts is
I see your empty wallet, looks a lot where I keep my fucks in

Double take, d-double take (holup, wait)
Double take (holup, wait)
Everywhere I go, they double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, man, whatchu say?)
Everywhere I go, they do a double take, d-double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, wait)
Everywhere I go they do a double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, man, whatchu say?)
Everywhere I go they do a (aye, look, aye)

Now ain't no tiddies on my chest, but they still be double checking
If gender's what's between your pants, then God made me a lethal weapon
Now, if you with it, grab a pistol, pop a bigot in his little dick
I'm 'bout to pop up on the opposition, is you with me yet?

D-double take (holup, wait)
Double take (holup, wait)
Everywhere I go, they double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, man, whatchu say?)
Everywhere I go, they do a double take, d-double take (holup, wait)
Double take (holup wait)
Everywhere I go they do a double take (holup, wait)
D-double take (holup, man, whatchu say?)
Everywhere I go, they do a

Okay, catch me rolling down Magazine (Magazine)
A little skirt, big dick, with a purse full of weed
And there's some weirdos with me, some queer hoes with me
And these hecklers just reflecting inner thoughts about themselves
They just some mirror hoes, icky
Okay, I'm feeling like entering my villain era
Killing little bigots out in Paris
As soon as I'm finished with killing Americans
I promised my momma that imma get closer to God
As soon as these commas gone learn when to stop
As soon as the Devil stop helping me out
As soon as these Baptists stop calling me faggot
As soon as these assholes stop preaching the shit they don't practice

Even a heathen can see you a ass backwards advocate
Better back up before I smack the shit outta ya
You lucky I'm puffing on weed and I'm done with the Adderall
You lucky I don't even need to prove anything
So I be doing my thing and they be doing a double take

Double-double-double-double take
I just be walking in Walgreens and motherfuckers wanna run away
Bitch, I am not gonna give you the runaround
How about the Runaway?
Just one note, if you got something that you wanna say
Say that shit right to my fucking face
They say an eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind
But these bigots don't see our vision, so they need to be beaten to submission
My existence is not up for debate
So if you're trans, grab a hammer, shoot 'em right in the face
It's DAMAG3, bitch