Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope Boy, artist - Philthy Rich. Album song The Remixes 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SCMMLLC
Song language: English
Dope Boy |
I remember young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
Ridin' 'round town in my whip on dubs |
Young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
See 'em talk down but your bitch show love, now I’m up |
Startlet with the glow boy, bossed up like a dope boy, I’m up |
From the Regal to the Rolls Royce, bossed up like a dope boy |
Ayy it’s Philthy nigga, uh-huh, look |
From the Regal to the Wraith |
I can tell what he thinkin', see the evil in his face |
Hundred thou cash, got it stuffed in the safe |
Hope I never get to touch it, leave it for a rainy day |
It’s hate in your pores and umbrellas in the doors |
Used to serve winos and watch 'em stumble to the store |
The closest people to you try to hurt you the most |
Poppin' bottles in the club, celebrate when we toast |
Ten K a show, seventy-five for a host |
A real nigga show up to them fliers that I post |
Motivate the youth and give the hood niggas hope |
No I don’t gangbang but fuck with bloods and the locs |
Test driving Bentley trucks before they came out |
These Jordans two weeks early, they ain’t even came out |
Sucker got smoked, you should’ve never came out |
At every video shoot, I’m bringin' ever chain out, it’s Philthy |
I remember young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
Ridin' 'round town in my whip on dubs |
Young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
See 'em talk down but your bitch show love, now I’m up |
Starlet with the glow boy, bossed up like a dope boy, I’m up |
From the Regal to the Rolls Royce, bossed up like a dope boy |
I remember young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
Sellin' dime bags in my new Kilroys |
Dope boy turned to the pimpin' |
Seen a couple hoes like I’m Fillmore Slim |
Too $hort told me that bitches ain’t shit |
Mac Dre told me to pop that thizz, ayy, so I popped that thizz |
That’s mouthpiece when I knock that bitch, hey |
And I’m still knockin' her, mister popular |
Headed to the top and you can’t see him with binoculars |
Spare time on airlines and redeyes |
Bomb raps with contracts and deadlines |
Low key with dope weed and head highs |
Long way from airwaves and red vines |
A couple thank you’s when it’s bedtime |
The old me in my head like |
I remember young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
Ridin' 'round town in my whip on dubs |
Young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
See 'em talk down but your bitch show love, now I’m up |
Starlet with the glow boy, bossed up like a dope boy, I’m up |
From the Regal to the Rolls Royce, bossed up like a dope boy |
When I was a kid I dreamed big and never simped on the past |
What I love is that bag and when I’m drunk in first class |
What I kiss on is that gold and that wallet full of cash |
Bring me joy and all these toys, it can’t trip or get mad |
Never get sick or wanna free it, I just will not, I can’t |
If I ain’t got it, I’ll have my 304's run a play |
Love and protect this bankroll like Shaquille in the paint |
Send them hoes diggin' for gold that wanna fuck me but they ain’t |
When I was text, callin' swim, all I heard was oh shit |
If you would’ve asked me last week, boy I can’t do his shit |
I can’t pull money out right now, I let my partner use it |
Tell him he knowin' twelve ways with all them garbage excuses |
I ain’t givin' nan' bitch shit, givin' nan' nigga crumb |
When y’all was flexin', I was praisin', I ain’t beg y’all for none' |
Bought my own bottles in the club, ain’t have to fake live it up |
It’s okay, I got enough, take off your ass so I can tip the bar |
It’s BLACK |
I remember young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
Ridin' 'round town in my whip on dubs |
Young nigga wanna be a dope boy |
See 'em talk down but your bitch show love, now I’m up |
Starlet with the glow boy, bossed up like a dope boy, I’m up |
From the Regal to the Rolls Royce, bossed up like a dope boy |
I’m up, I’m up, I’m up |