Lyrics of Dopeboy

U kno wat u need baby(i think she wants a dopeboy)x2.

20's on th floor, vickies in the chair
Hundreds in tha safe, cushions everywhere
Wake up in the mornin like what im gunna wear
I could hit da mall but dat aint really fair
Pull up to tha floor in a black marcelago, rollers in da hood,in da trunks a cemiato
Clip full of hollow, they park da car
They dont want no problem, they kno who i are
Fresh from head to toe,pull a bitch and im gone
Take her to tha room then i drop her back at home
He aint sellin records how he ballin everyday
Bitch i got work all i do is move the yay

We be in tha hood
All the bitches in tha hood love da dopeboy (da dopeboy)
It's all good all da bitches wanna do is fuck a dopeboy(a dopeboy)x2

Bricks of the trax,call me osama
Presidential kush call me obama
Pull up to da trap trunk beatin like thunda
And im gettin money betta watch yo babymama
Hey ms. hilary cant be kin to me
But i keep dat white bitch on another level g
Hey billy clinton what u tryna sell me
Thats the same shit that my mexicans mail me
1500 bills godamn thats a felony
Carots in my ears all tha bitches wanna share me
John deere take of da grass, my dear let me take care of dat ass
G zoe, g 4 thats a lear, lambourgini threw it into 6 gear
Next season clothes, they dont drop till next year
Young nigga old money dopeboys over here

We be in tha hood
All the bitches in tha hood love da dopeboy (da dopeboy)
It's all good all da bitches wanna do is fuck a dopeboy(a dopeboy)x2

Rap shine, i want one like snoop eh?
So you can catch me up in onyx every tuesday
Styrofoam cup ya think i'm drinking pink kool aid karats round my neck
Looking like a bunch of lemonade
Dopeboy 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 tha hood
All the bitches in tha hood love da dopeboy (da dopeboy)
It's all good all da bitches wanna do is fuck a dopeboy(a dopeboy)x2