Junior Flip, Miami Jack - Dope Lyrics

Dope boy got a dope wrist have you seen my bitch
Give her dope dick coke boy nah not French
Throwing dimes like Montana when they try and blitz
Crack back I got crack sacks all in my britches

My uncle Elroy he test my dope boy
And he say oh boy this right here fasho boy
We on a roll boy get steamrolled boy
These niggas greener than the weed that I smoke boy oh boy
Swear I live a private life ion answer private calls
Talk is cheap I got money all in my call log
I got nothing but centerfolds all in my my catalog
Bitch I don't play no racketball I ain't with the back and forward
Bitch I sell Molly ion rock Tom Ford
Me and all my bitches all be on the same accord
Chevy boy but I use to pull up in a Ford
She just wanna ride it don't matter where we going
Digital scale and some sandwhich bags
Slamming diesel that's a Shaq attack gas
All that beef I got a Big Mac
I'll pop a nigga top like a 6 pack

Dope boy got a dope wrist have you seen my bitch
Give her dope dick coke boy nah not French
Throwing dimes like Montana when they try and blitz
Crack back I got crack sacks all in my britches
Dope boy got a dope wrist have you seen my bitch
Give her dope dick coke boy nah not French
Throwing dimes like Montana when they try and blitz
Crack back I got crack sacks all in my britches

I'm in yo city like my cousin what that mean I'm ducked off
Ain't no designer on my ass I'm strapped up in dickies
Oh this a homosexual mission y'all came here to stick this nigga
When the shit get thick be like that scene from shottas
That nigga holla no max I put that Glock in his mouth
You get it Swiss cheesed up them crackas crumble yo house
You fuckin with some maniacs better get humble right now
You something like the last nigga who got zipped in a bag
Say he ain't know who he had shot cuz he was movin too fast
But that's enough of murder murder let's get back to this cash

Dope boy got a dope wrist have you seen my bitch
Give her dope dick coke boy nah not French
Throwing dimes like Montana when they try and blitz
Crack back I got crack sacks all in my britches