Dopehead - Bout it Bout it part 3 lyrics

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Dopehead - Bout it Bout it part 3 lyrics

Bruiser ..f** these n***as bruh [ Verse 1 DopeHead ] Catch a n***a slippin' with a motherf**in' slip And leave that motherf**er slippin' with the motherf**in' choppa Catch a n***a drunk at his baby shower With his baby momma, hitt'em both with the yappa! f** these rappers , they don't want no problems f** these n***as, they don't want no drama These n***as salty, these n***as mad cuz I'm f**ing their b**hes And they can't stop it [Bruiser] That chopper sound like thunder, I been grinding all summer This is for my hustlers, that said motherf** a jumper[For what?!] Riding with my n***as, getting jooky til my casket close [Get jooky] No look dunkin' in that p**y, smash it n' then I pa** them hoes Use call me senile, they mad that I can see now f**in b**hes; in the meanwhile, she give me head, I bust a freestyle Haters try to bring me down but that chopper just won't get it In your face did ride for two, when I catch him I'mma stretch him All my n***as Bruiser, all my b**hes bout it All my n***as Gremlins k**as, all my n***as wildin' All yo b**hes regular, all my b**hes exotic That jooky is forever and you can't do sh** about it! [Doppeeheaad] [Verse 2 Danny Brown] Peanut bu*ter jelly wit a baseball bat Got the mustard n the mayo on a ol'school lac So lil n***a, don't play me like that Hit ya mother from the back, pushin' rubbers on her back Never ever liked n***as shootin' on her hair [?] 'fore the tape Pour another 8, drop a deuce in the 20 Ounce Fell asleep gettin' head in ya baby mama house n***a we not talkin' bout? Scope on the rifle, tryin' to [?] a snipe Sittin' in the sun , smokin' on ganja [?] b**h, I'm Danny Brown Blowin' dope lookin' like a green Chewbacca Hit you with the blocka! blocka! blocka! Dunk bullets in your chest like Iguodala Roll that zoot , pour that ach Since i got money , I don't know how to act Offer yo Auntie a hunna for the head Bust a nut on her leave the money on the bed Brother got k**ed for a 187 If you ain't gonna get it,mothaf**ah, I'mma take it Bout to turn a mothaf**a into a raisin Bring home the bacon, let a n***a meet Satan Saw her faint, mind on rotation

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