Yo Gotti - Dope money lyrics

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Yo Gotti - Dope money lyrics

[Quality Street Music] CHORUS 1 Man I promise this that dope boy life (Aight) I'm just tryin' to keep my dope boy stripes (Aight) In the club fresh to d**h err night (Err Night) Poppin' bottles tryin' to f** a n***a's wife (Aight) Man I promise this that dope boy life (Aight) I'm just tryin' to keep my dope boy stripes (Aight) Fresh to d**h in the club err night (Err Night) Poppin' bottles tryin' to f** a n***a wife (Aight) VERSE 1 This that dope boy sh** (Boy sh**) Man I'm tryin' to hit a dope boy lick (Boy Lick) I been lookin' for a dope boy b**h (Boy b**h) So I can hit her wit that dope boy dick (Boy Dick) I been posted in them dope boy houses (Boy Houses) I been tryin' to stack them dope boy thousands (Boy Thousands) Six-figure n***a still in the projects (Dope) Wit them chickens in my baby momma duplex (Dope) She won't keep her stupid a** out the night club (b**h) I beat her a** she right back the next night cuz (b**h) People keep on sayin' imma go to Jail (Go to Jail) For real? (For Real?!) Oh well.. (Oh Well) CHORUS 2 Man I promise this that dope boy life (Aight) I'm just tryin' to keep my dope boy stripes (Aight) In the club fresh to d**h err night (Err Night) Poppin' bottles tryin' to f** a n***a's wife (Aight) Man I promise this that dope boy life (Aight) I'm just tryin' to keep my dope boy stripes (Aight) Fresh to d**h in the club err night (Err Night) Poppin' bottles tryin' to f** a n***a's wife (Aight) [[Dope boy life, f** wit it]] VERSE 2 Big motor, big rims, loud pipes (Yup) Lil' n***a, fresh to d**h, big ice (Yo Gotti) n***as say they smokin kush, they ain't smokin' regular (For Real?) It's a drought so I whip it, I ain't sellin' regular (For Real..) Cause I can take a quarter thing Whip it right Get a extra half a quarter And drop the price That's that dope boy sh** if you ain't never heard How to get a half a chicken off of every bird n***a that's my word (n***a That's My Word) You got the nerves (Got The Nerves) Work wit them people (What) Go tell on your people (What?!) n***a you's a b**h (b**h) n***a you's a snitch (Snitch) I just might catch you slippin' I might just bust your sh** You rap n***as (Rap n***as) Keep rappin' bout it, (Uhh) But I was in the North, straight up sellin' dope up out it (Yup) My brother home (Yup) My money long (Yea) My plug on the way and imma be gone CHORUS 3 (OUTRO) Man I promise this that dope boy life (Aight) I'm just tryin' to keep my dope boy stripes (Aight) In the club fresh to d**h err night (Err Night) Poppin' bottles tryin' to f** a n***a's wife (Aight) Man I promise this that dope boy life (Aight) I'm just tryin' to keep my dope boy stripes (Aight) Fresh to d**h in the club err night (Err Night) Poppin' bottles tryin' to f** a n***a's wife (Aight) [[b**h told, me, alright All she listens to is Yo Gotti and Gangsta Grillz She said that's all the dope boys rock to She asked me if I could introduce her to Yo Gotti And could she get Gangsta Grillz (HaHaHa) I said which one you wanna do first We can make that happen.]]

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