Obie Trice

Obie Trice - Dealer lyrics

rate me

Ft. Young Buck & Tone Tone

(Verse)

Me, I ain't no rapper

Nigga, I'm a trapper

Eva since nigga was invented

Came out that snapper

Cocaine pin my stature

Bring it back, whip Kane Ackerin

Oh Lord, so hard, just like a statchet

Magnetics, nigga, I'm stackin'

Whateva you crab, I'm matchin'

I'm soap certain bout my curse

Shit's comin' back to a mansion

At work call a nigga athen

I rap, still give a dabble

There's only curtains went over certain

I ain't dealin' with hustles

Bring that bread back to that castle

Lay it on the bed, that's what blacks do

Take a picture, me and my figures

Basket in my satchel

You rap, I'mma come back to put you relief

Put you at leave, no altitude

My attitude is absolute

Nigga like me comin' after you

(Hook)

This is for my drug dealers

Drug dealin', my real life drug dealers

Drug dealin', my Columbian drug dealers

Sarcoase to my Haitian drug dealers

Hovado loco to all my Mocco drug dealers

Yella to my Aerobic drug dealers

All my killas in the hood who be drug dealers

Makin' paper, reach the ceiling, my niggas

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