Dopeman

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A dope dealer's dream, a hundred keys
Each of 'em for thirteen
Tax slow rollers sell it to
My nigga dirt cheap
Fight Fed cases leave the courts in laughter
Then flee to Miami and
Live happily ever after (Dope Man Dope Man)
Cook up let it drip dry
I'm sellin that one my hood
Poppin like a fish fry you sellin that whip
Why? not gettin a bitch high
Twenties goin for nicks whoa I'm
Killin the strip right?
My whole team eatin mean
We the re up gang ever solitare's clean
The trucks come late we hand
In handin wit the fiends
Fresh out the zip lock yellow
And blue make green
Fo sho' nigga got it for the low nigga
Keys like a lock smith open up ya door nigga
No english that my connect speaks
So you know damn well that Pusha
"Got it 4 Cheap" illugh

Dopeman Dopeman (Yea that's me)
Dopeman Dopeman (That's what I got)
Dopeman Dopeman (I got what you niggas need)
Dopeman Dopeman

I'm Martha with the whip nigga whisking away
And cook it in that pot liking it tofee
Bon appetit see they eatin like souffl'e
And put that lighter to it now it's flambay
Hey look I'm french wit it
Pitch it to pinch hitters
They gon make summer time
Look like ghetto winter
Stash box in my who ride
We ain't riding spinners
Had it like soup lines
Handin out free dinners
That was as beginners now the game flip
Like gold medalist thats how
We peddle this shit
And ain't no drought time when
You're the rain maker
Hit me for that re up nigga
Come and get ya cake up
Push it to that limit til
It got off the handle
I touch more keys than Billie Joel's piano
Lawyers had connects went
Through proper channels
To keep us scott-free it was
Neva "book ‘em danno!"

Gotcha i keep 'em leanin like a kick stand
I'm in the kitchen wit a whip
Pan the hood callin me the (Dopeman)
Knots look like tumors when it's
Wrap wit the rubberbands
45, Glock shoe box got a hundred grand
I'm not gon stop even if the cops come
Wop after wop how you think
I got the drop huh
Money long as Virginia Beach Blvd
All came from moving hard when we
Move it in 'em cars
Gotta smuther it wit a whole tub of lard
Shit mix on tugboats wit a ton of raw
Where y'all gettin money at we
Ain't heard of y'all
Get a case beat a case pop
A case ain't nothing wrong

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