Dope Boy
You know what you need, baby?
(I think she need a dope boy)
Ya feel me, you need a nigga that get that money
(She wants a dope boy)
[Incomprehensible]
20's on the floor [Incomprehensible] in the chair
Hundreds ain't the same, cushions everywhere
Wake up in the morning like, what I'm gonna wear?
We could hit the mall, that ain't really fair
Pull up to the mall in a black Marciano
Rollers in the trunk [Incomprehensible]
Clip fulla hollow they parked the car
They don't want no problem, they know who I are
Ya fresh from head to toe, pull a bitch and I'm gone
Take her to the room then I drop her back at home
He ain't selling records, I ain't ballin' everyday
Bitch, I got work all I do is move the yay
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
Bricks of the press, call me Osama
Presidential kush call me Obama
Pull up to the trap trunk, beating like thunder
Man, I'm gettin' money, better watch ya baby, mama
Hey, Ms. Hilary, can't be kin' to me?
But I keep that white bitch on another level G
Hey, Billy Clinton, what ya tryin' to sell me?
That's the same shit that my Mexicans mail me
Fifteen hundred bills, God damn that's a felony
Karats in my ears all the bitches wanna share me
John Deer, take care of the grass
My dear, let me take care of that ass
G Zoe, G fo', that's a lear
Lamborghini threw it in the six gears
Season close, they don't drop the next year
Nigga, old money, dope boys over here
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
Rap shine, I want one like Snoop eh?
So you can catch me up in nomics, every Tuesday
Styrofoam, cup ya think I'm drinking pink cool aid
Karats round my neck looking like a bunch of lemonade
No boy, I been running from the media
Stacks in my pocket, thick like encyclopedias
Old money, I get it, I beat a block
Then throw it at them, girls that like to lick the lollipop
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
Let's go
(I think she need a dope boy)
Ya feel me, you need a nigga that get that money
(She wants a dope boy)
[Incomprehensible]
20's on the floor [Incomprehensible] in the chair
Hundreds ain't the same, cushions everywhere
Wake up in the morning like, what I'm gonna wear?
We could hit the mall, that ain't really fair
Pull up to the mall in a black Marciano
Rollers in the trunk [Incomprehensible]
Clip fulla hollow they parked the car
They don't want no problem, they know who I are
Ya fresh from head to toe, pull a bitch and I'm gone
Take her to the room then I drop her back at home
He ain't selling records, I ain't ballin' everyday
Bitch, I got work all I do is move the yay
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
Bricks of the press, call me Osama
Presidential kush call me Obama
Pull up to the trap trunk, beating like thunder
Man, I'm gettin' money, better watch ya baby, mama
Hey, Ms. Hilary, can't be kin' to me?
But I keep that white bitch on another level G
Hey, Billy Clinton, what ya tryin' to sell me?
That's the same shit that my Mexicans mail me
Fifteen hundred bills, God damn that's a felony
Karats in my ears all the bitches wanna share me
John Deer, take care of the grass
My dear, let me take care of that ass
G Zoe, G fo', that's a lear
Lamborghini threw it in the six gears
Season close, they don't drop the next year
Nigga, old money, dope boys over here
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
Rap shine, I want one like Snoop eh?
So you can catch me up in nomics, every Tuesday
Styrofoam, cup ya think I'm drinking pink cool aid
Karats round my neck looking like a bunch of lemonade
No boy, I been running from the media
Stacks in my pocket, thick like encyclopedias
Old money, I get it, I beat a block
Then throw it at them, girls that like to lick the lollipop
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
We be in the hood
All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy
It's all good
All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy
Let's go
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Writer(s): Alonzo Mathis
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