Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dopeman, artist - Redman. Date of issue: 12.11.2015
Song language: English
Dopeman |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| I said «Dopeman Dopeman» that’s who I am |
| I don’t sell crack or sell coke bitch I’m a star |
| You can wrap me in saran make sure that I’m fresh |
| Put a stamp on your product right there on my chest |
| My transporter KRS-One let’s chop it up |
| Cause this product killer nigga get you a tux |
| I got crack baby rap fans after the drug |
| The more they buy chi-ching the bigger my check stub |
| Call me Mr. Pusherman it’s dope in your ears |
| More money I can cut it get DJ Premier |
| You can fly me overseas and the dogs won’t smell |
| London and Paris (oooow) — «you got mail»! |
| I’m the American Gangster I carry the weight |
| And when the Feds watching homie I put more on the plate |
| Let’s Go! |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| It’s like every hood waiting for my music to buy |
| And when I’m done ears ringing like package arrived! |
| Women strung out they copping 2 for 5 |
| They get a half a metaphor and a piece of a punchline! |
| Now I’m off to Canada I’m high in demand |
| My passport not working — try it again! |
| I got drug dealers waiting like 5 in a van |
| They unloading my shit getting high from their hands |
| It’s the raw, uncut Eddie Delirious |
| The underground recognize, In Red We Trust |
| Even your neighborhood saying «Red you’re tough» |
| Little kids idolizein' when I pull up! |
| You can call a hot-line Reggie ready for work |
| 1−800-FuckWitANigga; |
| this New Jerz |
| I’ll take your credit, debit or Amex card |
| To cop the gold chain nigga and fancy car! |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |
| Hey mister Dopeman you’re a star |
| I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said |