Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope Show, artist - Gucci Mane.
Date of issue: 10.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dope Show |
1017 Dreamteam |
Eating them percocetes like they was baked beans |
I just gotta find out who got clean lean |
And gas weed and Miley C |
Peewee Longway with me that’s my blood brother |
Two pints of P’s on us so we mud brothers |
My life’s a gangsta movie man I love colors |
I’m in a red Bentley Brookland it’s just me and Thugga |
They say I’m getting skinny but all of my blunts stuffed |
Ain’t nuthin' skinny but them skinnies on my bentley truck |
This molly really got me thow’d up in a Mulsanne backseat |
Pow’d up two three’s of the codeine |
And feel im bout to OD |
I’m in a rari but I’m runnin from the police |
A carbon 15 on me and an ounce of OG |
These niggas say they know Gu-wop but they don’t know me |
Ten G’s of molly on me so i brought sand to the beach |
I’m in a Ghost same color dope |
Feel like I just came here on a banana boat |
Come to my store, knock on my door |
Soon as I get rid of them I got plenty more |
Like Curtis Blow I got to blow |
Like Bruce Leroy I got to glow |
I do a show like I’m selling dope |
I rep for the hood it’s a dope show |
(Verse:2 PeeWee Longway) |
Me and big Gu-wop servin them bricks of du-wop |
Them drummers south bricks to d-block |
They bookin' those shows for re-rock |
Money four door so now I’m re-routin |
Looking at a real dope boy with cleeves out |
Lebron James shooter trekkin what the heat brought |
Real dope boy finnessing with the sheet rock |
Feeling like Wayne put it on mamacita |
Hit the block break it down serve James Ether |
Fuck a thought with drop with the egg beater |
Pull up in a drop top with a damn nina |
C-Note say we not done counting 20's |
Me and Wop in a Bentley flying down 20 |
Pourin' mud so dark think we sippin' henny |
Got a bitch so bad call her dream of Jeannie |
(Verse 3: Gucci Mane) |
Dope show doing shows like I’m sellin' dope |
I’m counting 300,000 now while she snorting coke |
She mix her coke with heroine then she call it speed ballin' |
I mix my cookin' with OG I hear that weed callin' |
I’m on the phone slurring my words because the lean talking |
Sipping champagne shoppin' for jeans I’m at Neiman Marcus |
Trying on Giuseppes with a FN with a beam on it |
Smelling like I just smoked a half a pound of green homey |
The Trus got me looking lean homey |
They say the Robins looking mean homey |
But I ain’t sticky cut some lean on it |
They say I’m picky bout' my weed homey |
These niggas trick u with the lean I buy PT’s only |
These niggas killin' what they eat homey |
They’ll treat you like a piece of meat homey |
So don’t get butchered in the street homey |
I ain’t had no work in like 2 weeks homey |
I gotta feed the streets plus Gu-wop gotta eat homey |