Chinx Drugz - Dope House (Remix) lyrics

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Ft. French Montana & Jadakiss

(Intro)

Aye, nigga, if you ain't coppin'

You ain't got no biz around the fuckin' spot

Fuck you hangin' round the trap fo'?

Bout my dope, ride

(Pre-Hook)

Bookin’ on the interstate

I’m bailing with 'em bricks

Cookin’ with the flour

Hear me if you need the fish

Bottom of the night

Choppers loaded, that's the ball game

Pussy, you a talk-it and I barely even miss

(Hook)

Get the fuck up out my dope house

Fuck up out my dope house

Fuck up out my dope house

Fuck up out my dope house

(Verse)

Catch me in the black drop

Lookin' like I'm Fritz

Catch me in the back block

Tweekin' like the Nix

When I got a brick, flip it

Then I got a crib

Five cars, wid it gone

Like I'm playin' fo' the Knicks

3 turned to 6 I was fuckin' up the commas

In the drop watch the top fall back like Madonna

'Em young boys chime, hoop A, work winnin'

Hit the curve, I was Tyson on the roof

They be playin' with 'em birds

Catch me on the Interstate, 9-5 South

Sppedin' at the feed by, 959

Post it on the block with the flower, need a fix

Clay Thompson with the rock, real miss

(Hook)

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Montana)

Either hit the block or get a 9 to 5

Nigga pinch that rock or nigga won't survive

Count chicken pocks, I had to block the house

Nag at every bitch we want to fuck and call it drought

Fuck anotha nigga paper, gone and get yo own grip

Turnt to wake up early in the mornin' on my own dick

Told my young'n listen while you plan to get the whole grit

Do the type of pull-ups at the venue with my own bitch

Flocka finally made it, so ya know I bought 'em all

Swell hit the trap, shook it down wall to wall

But we already skate it all, I went and bought 'em all

Muthafuck 'em all, tell 'em bitches get the door

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Jadakiss)

Yeah, fuck up out my dope house, where 'em niggas came from

Mon' take the jader, where you think I got the name from?

Raised round the junkies, where you think I got my game from?

Soon as the love stop, that's when the pain come

Real sellin' bundles, really we just movin' big shit

Tryna disappear with some work?! Get yo wig split

You can try to find a vein or you can sniff shit

Get it round the arm then I need a lil entrance

Nah, you can't live with us, we don't want no visitors

People call us drug dealers, I say we're distributors

Haters gon' hate cuz we keep makin' 'em sick of us

Keep makin' it hot, they gon' think about evictin' us

Ball, nigga!

(Pre-Chorus)

(Hook)