Lucci Lou

Lucci Lou - Dope Man lyrics

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(ft Bizzy B)

[Intro: Adele]

I let it fall, my heart

And as it fell, you rose to claim it

It was dark and I was over

Until you kissed my lips and you saved me

My hands, they're strong

ut my knees were far too weak

To stand in your arms Without falling to your feet

But there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew

All the things you'd say, they were never true, never true

And the games you play, you would always win, always win

But I set fire to the rain

Watched it pour as I touched your face

Let it burn while I cry

'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name

What's that?

What's that, Lucci?

What's that?

I say what's that, Bizzy?

Ain't no change, nigga still getting money, bitch!

Nigga, put one play down, and pick another one up

Ain't no... on this bitch

You know all this money coming in, we gonna keep making it

Bitch, where you've been at?

I already know what you know what you got, nigga!

You got money over here, you got money over that

And bitch, will get it on right here

And we gonna keep the fucking girl, named Chic or Style around here

That's how we do it out here in the South

We gonna get every dollar coming for us

Fuck these hoes, coke, go, weed, pills fuck you all out here!

Chorus:

Got the weed if you blow, man

Got the coke, I'm the snow man

Got the dope from the dope man

Thousand grands on the rope chain

Thousand grands on the rope chain!

Got the weed if you blow man

Got the coke, I'm the snow man

Got the dope from the dope man

Thousand grands on the rope chain

Now that's the whole thing

It's time to get it, nigga!

Ship the package, money drugs and I'm nothing

Shitting on...

First the twin towers and the...

Ain't nothing like dope money, so we played the field

Nigga, look! We're the new... popping

Acting all tough... you can get quiet

Or you can be adult and get your dope...

I don't pick up on this bitch, nigga if we gonna pop

They call me busy to the...

Got more hoes than the mother fucker B hot

Lucci be the... money ain't an option

Aiming at your dope, cause all my niggas problem

All thing in my.. still pushing cocaine

If neighborhood dope man, dope man, dope

V12 been with the pedal to the flow, man

Superstar in my hood, you ain't getting money, you're so lame

So I hustle... hustle

By spoking on bubble when you know my cup double

..is the trouble, yeah, don't feel me and fuck it

I flex my muscles, send them girls in this block

I swear to God... pick niggas...

you can tell he pimping, check my eyes, pinky, red...

Yeah, the jury gained mastered

All yellow diamond slick, baby you'll be needing me

Call me your highness, bitch!

..tell baby in the finest shit

Bitch, I'm getting dope, compliments of grinding, bitch!

Chorus:

Got the weed if you blow, man

Got the coke, I'm the snow man

Got the dope from the dope man

Thousand grands on the rope chain

Thousand grands on the rope chain!

Got the weed if you blow man

Got the coke, I'm the snow man

Got the dope from the dope man

Thousand grands on the rope chain

Now that's the whole thing

Now we're official, time to make a power move

Money coming in, so we're looking like some..

More poke to shake, more hoes to break

Money on my mind, no more.. now we're eating stakes

Took you from the hood, no more eating on paper, paper

Cause one hundred put my nigger chilling upstate

Man, I see to the...

I'm addicted to this game, ride a hoe, beat up a...

Every day I wake up, I gotta take this take up

Is blood, sweat and tears, just imagine when you face us

Bizzy, let me get 'em! These niggas still talking shit

In the nigga business, while my team popping shit

These coops, share this too, I never do!

Four fifty four... I raise...

Four chains roll my neck, my kids...

Every day shining, East side...

Fuck them big time!...

..on the fuck, tell them meet me in the lobby

My niggers in the club, making show nobody...

I got weed man, coke man, in the dope nigga,

never toss a dope friend!

Even when you breathe, never toss a hoe, man

While you're... on the whole thing!

Chorus:

Got the weed if you blow, man

Got the coke, I'm the snow man

Got the dope from the dope man

Thousand grands on the rope chain

Thousand grands on the rope chain!

Got the weed if you blow man

Got the coke, I'm the snow man

Got the dope from the dope man

Thousand grands on the rope chain

Now that's the whole thing

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