Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope Money, artist - Yo Gotti. Album song I Told U So, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Be Great
Song language: English
Dope Money |
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 death err night |
(Err Night) |
Poppin' bottles tryin' to fuck a nigga’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 death in the club err night |
(Err Night) |
Poppin' bottles tryin' to fuck a nigga wife |
(Aight) |
This that dope boy shit |
(Boy Shit) |
Man I’m tryin' to hit a dope boy lick |
(Boy Lick) |
I been lookin' for a dope boy bitch |
(Boy Bitch) |
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 nigga still in the projects |
(Dope) |
Wit them chickens in my baby momma duplex |
(Dope) |
She won’t keep her stupid ass out the night club |
(Bitch) |
I beat her ass she right back the next night cuz |
(Bitch) |
People keep on sayin' imma go to Jail |
(Go to Jail) |
For real? |
(For Real?!) |
Oh well. |
(Oh Well) |
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 death err night |
(Err Night) |
Poppin' bottles tryin' to fuck a nigga’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 death in the club err night |
(Err Night) |
Poppin' bottles tryin' to fuck a nigga’s wife |
(Aight) |
Dope boy life, fuck wit it |
Big motor, big rims, loud pipes |
(Yup) |
Lil' nigga, fresh to death, big ice |
(Yo Gotti) |
Niggas 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 shit if you ain’t never heard |
How to get a half a chicken off of every bird |
Nigga that’s my word |
(Nigga That’s My Word) |
You got the nerves |
(Got The Nerves) |
Work wit them people |
(What) |
Go tell on your people |
(What?!) |
Nigga you’s a bitch |
(Bitch) |
Nigga you’s a snitch |
(Snitch) |
I just might catch you slippin' |
I might just bust your shit |
You rap niggas |
(Rap Niggas) |
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 death err night |
(Err Night) |
Poppin' bottles tryin' to fuck a nigga’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 death in the club err night |
(Err Night) |
Poppin' bottles tryin' to fuck a nigga’s wife |
(Aight) |
[[Bitch 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.]] |