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