Ryan Oakes - RUBADUB
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{Chorus}
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'm high in the club
Homie, I don't need friends, my mind is enough
Feel a little bit tense and it's windin' me up
Think I'm losin' my mind, so I'm grindin' it up
And I'm downin' liquor like Shoenice (Shoenice)
I ain't kiddin' like tube ties (Tube ties)
Took a hit and I'm too high (Too high)
Who the fuck is the new guy? (New guy)
{Verse 1}
Took a dab and I turned into a zombie (Rar!)
I walk around like Last of Us was mixed with Abercrombie (Woo!)
Had a sip of something and I feel a little wonky (Uh!)
Got my heartbeat sounding like all of the music in Jumangi (Ah!)
Still the king of the jungle, though (Yeah)
Murder these beats likе I damage the frontal lobe
Evеrything's facts like I'm writing it under oath (Uh)
I might be the only real one in this puppet show (True)
{Pre-Chorus 1}
I zone down, now the walls wanna close in (Huh?)
The louder you get, then the less that I notice (Huh?)
Every single move that you're making is bogus (True)
I take another hit, fallin' into hypnosis (Woo!)
I be like–
{Chorus}
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'm high in the club
Homie, I don't need friends, my mind is enough
Feel a little bit tense and it's windin' me up
Think I'm losin' my mind, so I'm grindin' it up
And I'm downin' liquor like Shoenice (Shoenice)
I ain't kiddin' like tube ties (Tube ties)
Took a hit and I'm too high (Too high)
Who the fuck is the new guy? (New guy)
{Verse 2}
Everything movin' in slow-mo (Ounce)
So much gas, burned a hole in the ozone (Woo!)
Boy, you better bounce, better find you a pogo (Why?)
'Cause later I'll be layin' down the law, pro bono (Okay)
There's no lights, no cameras, just action (Facts)
Y'all ain't really honest, you're just good at acting (True)
You ain't above me unless we writing a fraction (Sheesh)
'Cause my looks kill like it's Fatal Attraction (True)
{Pre-Chorus 2}
But back then, everybody's doors were closin'
The more that I accomplish, the less that I notice
Every single move I was makin' was bogus
And take another hit, fallin' into hypnosis
{Chorus}
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'm high in the club
Homie, I don't need friends, my mind is enough
Feel a little bit tense and it's windin' me up
Think I'm losin' my mind, so I'm grindin' it up
And I'm downin' liquor like Shoenice (Shoenice)
I ain't kiddin' like tube ties (Tube ties)
Took a hit and I'm too high (Too high)
Who the fuck is the new guy? (New guy)
{Chorus}
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'm high in the club
Homie, I don't need friends, my mind is enough
Feel a little bit tense and it's windin' me up
Think I'm losin' my mind, so I'm grindin' it up
And I'm downin' liquor like Shoenice (Shoenice)
I ain't kiddin' like tube ties (Tube ties)
Took a hit and I'm too high (Too high)
Who the fuck is the new guy? (New guy)
{Verse 1}
Took a dab and I turned into a zombie (Rar!)
I walk around like Last of Us was mixed with Abercrombie (Woo!)
Had a sip of something and I feel a little wonky (Uh!)
Got my heartbeat sounding like all of the music in Jumangi (Ah!)
Still the king of the jungle, though (Yeah)
Murder these beats likе I damage the frontal lobe
Evеrything's facts like I'm writing it under oath (Uh)
I might be the only real one in this puppet show (True)
{Pre-Chorus 1}
I zone down, now the walls wanna close in (Huh?)
The louder you get, then the less that I notice (Huh?)
Every single move that you're making is bogus (True)
I take another hit, fallin' into hypnosis (Woo!)
I be like–
{Chorus}
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'm high in the club
Homie, I don't need friends, my mind is enough
Feel a little bit tense and it's windin' me up
Think I'm losin' my mind, so I'm grindin' it up
And I'm downin' liquor like Shoenice (Shoenice)
I ain't kiddin' like tube ties (Tube ties)
Took a hit and I'm too high (Too high)
Who the fuck is the new guy? (New guy)
{Verse 2}
Everything movin' in slow-mo (Ounce)
So much gas, burned a hole in the ozone (Woo!)
Boy, you better bounce, better find you a pogo (Why?)
'Cause later I'll be layin' down the law, pro bono (Okay)
There's no lights, no cameras, just action (Facts)
Y'all ain't really honest, you're just good at acting (True)
You ain't above me unless we writing a fraction (Sheesh)
'Cause my looks kill like it's Fatal Attraction (True)
{Pre-Chorus 2}
But back then, everybody's doors were closin'
The more that I accomplish, the less that I notice
Every single move I was makin' was bogus
And take another hit, fallin' into hypnosis
{Chorus}
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'm high in the club
Homie, I don't need friends, my mind is enough
Feel a little bit tense and it's windin' me up
Think I'm losin' my mind, so I'm grindin' it up
And I'm downin' liquor like Shoenice (Shoenice)
I ain't kiddin' like tube ties (Tube ties)
Took a hit and I'm too high (Too high)
Who the fuck is the new guy? (New guy)
