King Los - Dope Dealer lyrics

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King Los - Dope Dealer lyrics

[Hook: King Los] Baby girl, call me dope dealer Ride a dick like a four wheeler Lames, oh no, she don't feel 'em Never ever ever f** a broke n***a You gon' feel it in your head soon Brought the kitchen weight to the bedroom Just to whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, that's the dope dealer Baby girl, call me dope dealer Baby girl, call me dope dealer You gon' feel it in your head soon Brought the kitchen weight to the bedroom Just to whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, that's the dope dealer Baby girl call me [Verse 1: King Los] Doctor Zaddy She said it feel like she popped a Xanny No need to panic, I got the addy Pop up on you in real life and drop them the panties (burr) All you gotta do is hit the number Let the thing leak and now she say she need a plumber Get you in the bedroom and hit you with the stunner Got you walking like your booty got big for the summer She say the dope did give her trap eyes You probably need a needle on your backside (true) You probably need a extra shot to act right (yeah) You probably got too high last night (night) I hit her with the (ooh) like that's right Come get a taste of the fast life (come) Your last hit'll never be the last time (go) Anytime you need to hit the trap line [Bridge: King Los] Hit me on the trap line Mama going through them bad [??] f** boy on the trap side Mama, come and get the sack right Give a f** about last night Live for the moment Haters gon' yap about somethin' They just probably mad 'cause the trap house jumpin' She just hit me up and I give her real game Even though she knew my real name [Hook: King Los] Baby girl, call me dope dealer Ride a dick like a four wheeler Lames, oh no, she don't feel 'em Never ever ever f** a broke n***a You gon' feel it in your head soon Brought the kitchen weight to the bedroom Just to whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, that's the dope dealer Baby girl, call me dope dealer Baby girl, call me dope dealer You gon' feel it in your head soon Brought the kitchen weight to the bedroom Just to whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, that's the dope dealer Baby girl call me dope dealer [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Hit it, pa** it to my bro quick I be on the kush but always f** her good, tell her do it slow motion Flying private, they ain't coach, get this n***a and make her do the most important All them shots, I'm finna do a toast I'm in another state, I'm on another coast They ain't in the gang and they ain't coming close All of my b**hes f** b**hes All of my n***as get riches Girl, we don't f** with no police So, why you taking them pictures Pouring out shots of that liqour Get a bad b**h, she gon' lick her Come to my crib, I'm gon' sneak her Give her that dick, she sum quicker n***as keep talking that jealous sh**, but I'm on a private airplane Give her dick from the back, f** her good while I pulling her hair I get that money, smoke weed and don't care Count the bad b**hes, fool, I got a pair We pull and walk and they stop and they stare When I hit the block, drop the top like a [??] [Hook: King Los ] Baby girl, call me dope dealer Ride a dick like a four wheeler Lames, oh no, she don't feel 'em Never ever ever f** a broke n***a You gon' feel it in your head soon Brought the kitchen weight to the bedroom Just to whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, that's the dope dealer Baby girl, call me dope dealer [Outro: Wiz Khalifa] You want this? You gotta pay the plug And matter of fact, I might not be that n***a, but I, i know that n***a So, let me introduce you to him You heard Young Khalifa Taylor Gang Young Los, King Los b**h *Wiz Khalifa laugh*

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