The Doppelgangaz – Bubblin’ (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
Flying solo when u had the small change
Now you getting contacted by some family that’s estranged
Strange/ family that’s estranged
By some family that’s estranged
Steady Rollin with some Fannie’s in ur Range signing rookie contracts like your name was Danny Ainge
Ainge name was Danny Ainge
Like your name was Danny Ainge
Ya used to climb aboard the trolley
Posting pictures of Border Collies
All ur followers could prolly could fit inside a porta potty
Now u sort of snotty posing in front of Mazaratis
Wheeling on Ducattis eating while playing Pavarati
No more rice n lentils you throwing up all types of symbols
While you clubbing with some random bimbos standing akimbo
You bless that Venmo Can’t forget your cousin Jimbo and your Uncle Timbo
Ya Finances they all in limbo when your bubblin’

[Hook] x2
Ooh, bubbling
Ooh, bubbling
Bubbling (bubbling)

It’s Troubling
Troubling
Troubling

[Verse 2: EP]
Grand Marnier souffle, big wigs with toupees
Trying to lure the Gangaz in to split a few ways
Say oh my God
Oh my God
Fruit of your loins won’t stay, lucky if they say “hey”
Baby moms use them as a pawn for a payday
Say oh my God
Oh my God
It’s not selfish to keep all your splendor from fake well wish
Pretender, cats who intend to render you helpless
Poor for your wellness so watch out for the strumpet hoes
They’ll extort you out in Rosedale to fix their trumpet toe nail
So dead it, don’t owe nobody nothing when you get it
They’ll try to discredit, guilt you to feel apologetic
Its telekinetic, but don’t forget it gets befuddling
Homies swiping your debit, don’t let it when u start bubbling

[Hook] x2
Ooh, bubbling
Ooh, bubbling
Bubbling (bubbling)

It’s Troubling
Troubling
Troubling

Troy Ave – On My Birthday (Style 4 Free Issue 1 Album)

[Intro]
Ay who celebratin a birthday?
A one two, a one two
Countin millions
Not bad for a nigga from the mud
I’m a pretty rich thug
Word

[Hook] x2
On my birthday looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper straight
If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate

[Verse 1]
Troy Ave the wave, all these niggas shores
Biting styles, flows all across the board
Why I can’t find friends like me Lord?
Genuine love, loyal like a dog
I ain’t got a roof on a few Vs
I ain’t got no loot, spent it on a few keys
Real dealers know work worth more than cash
300K for Coke, 400 bagged
Traffic out of state for the bigger flip
In a small town buyin bigger clips
Runnin down on niggas with a fuckin 30
Make sure they feel it, ya fuckin heard me
Blowin on these (ballies?), headin out the door
Before I leave baby ask me what you tryna know
My favourite thing is dough, favourite word is "no"
Favourite colour white, it represent the blow

[Hook] x2
On my birthday lookin like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper straight
If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate

[Verse 2]
Dope Boy Troy a real gun clapper
Don’t ask me bout no bum rappers
I only listen to my heart and my intuition
I’m only hearin valid shit, I ain’t on no fiction
Getting women like ya boy gofer
Then I drive em crazy so I’m wearin loafers
My newest boo like to wear a lot of Fendi
She like the Grand Marnier that I mix with Henny
Legs match the ass she for real thick
Hoppin out my whip, hoppin on my dick
Ride for me baby, ride til you cum
Don’t stop when you tired, stop when I’m done
Versace sweatsuit on me it’s velour
I ain’t sweatin though, I’m finessin boy
Fuckin with some gangsta shit the long way
All about the money like my song say

[Hook] x2
On my birthday looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper straight
If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate

[Verse 3]
Big bread and the big heart in my chest
My pop gone now I’m shootin like Russell West
Guarantee I’m scorin, young nigga ballin
You’ll hear about it one of these mornings
And ain’t no real niggas mournin
Let one come see me even when I’m tourin
Ain’t the first time, I been through it often
Immersed in the shine, still issue coffins
Troy Ave…