Big Boi & Sleepy Brown - Return of the Dope Boi lyrics

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Big Boi & Sleepy Brown - Return of the Dope Boi lyrics

[Intro: Backbone] Yup, D-Boi, yeah [Chorus: Big Boi & (Backbone)] Yeah, I'm on some Dope Boi sh*t (Now I ain't steppin' out 'less the ice is right) Yeah (And I ain't swervin' the ride 'less the lights is bright) Return of the Dope Boi (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) Yeah (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) I'm on some Dope Boi sh*t (Yeah) (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) Huh (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) This the return of the Dope Boi [Verse 1: Backbone & Big Boi] Who be the freshest out the catalogue? Somethin' like the freshest of 'em all Fresher, buy them all, look now fu*k with me girl, you're guaranteed to have a ball Shorty said she with me 'cause she love the way we carry on Carry on like my Louis Vuitton rollin' bag Put it in the overhead, then I order apple-cran Cran-apple 'cause it's too early for alcohol Still sweatin' bullets 'cause security, they have them dogs (fu*kin' D-Bois) Perignon and a table full of chicken wing Icicle, let them hoes know we gettin' chains Big bank, in the Chevy paint gettin' grain Wet paint weave on her like sh*t stains Ain't nothin' changed but the pampers on the baby, mane Went from D-F Express to the motherfu*kin' gravy train ni**as in the Points took the same what them ni**as are holdin' now Join gangs, Collipark, bang, bang [Interlude; Backbone & Killer Mike] Bang, bang, bang, bang Yeah You see it, ho Brand new and it's still the old school I ain't playin' with none of yous Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 2: Backbone & Big Boi] Levi denim, switch up, kill 'em Louis V First class suits, I fly across the bluest seas Italian, introduce you to the bluest cheese Got a plug in Atlanta, always got them newest trees O.G. Skywalker Kush evergreen B.I.G. gon' get it in the air just like a trampoline (Trampoline) I'm sayin', playin' with hundreds of grand Buyin' tennis shoes out Yokohama, Japan I don't want the jacket 'less it come with the pant And I ain't throwin' no money 'less you doin' the dance [Verse 3: Killer Mike] I say b*atch, you see me whippin' in this kitchen, b*tch I say b*atch, I'm tryna whip another chicken, b*tch I say b*atch, I got no time to hear about a dirty dish b*atch, trap ni**a tryna get early rich Money makin', never fakin', serve that dope like Fasty (Fasty) Chop that work and chop that work and put it in a baggie, ayy Up all night, a up all nighter, I be cookin' crack (Crack) Tell the West Side, tell the West Side Tide and D is back No not Warren, no not Warren, Red Dog gon' say hello (Hello) Back in '94, I trapped out with Shawty L-O (Ooh) The way that I be flexin', Paul Howard might indict We jump back like we cook crack for Tom Black and Terry White [Chorus: Big Boi & (Backbone)] I'm on some Dope Boi sh*t (Now I ain't steppin' out unless the ice is right) (And I ain't swervin' the ride unless the lights is bright) The return of the Dope Boi Yeah, I'm on some Dope Boi sh*t (Now I ain't steppin' out unless the ice is right) Yeah (And I ain't swervin' the ride unless the lights is bright) This the return of the Dope Boi [Outro] Dope Boi, Dope Boi, Dope Boi, Dope Boi Dope Boi, Dope Boi, Dope Boi

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