SHORT DAWG - Dopeboyz Stripperz feat. CIK lyrics
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Ok, she pop than thang like a rubber band
Make the nigga blow a couple grands
Thought I ran out of 1’s well hater come again
Flexin harder than a muscle man
Yeah we bout the train, the kind of smoke
You can tell my niggas slanging dope
Yeah we bout the train, we fin to smoke
All my niggas getting dope.
Throw some paper in the air for the haters let’s futch
Shawty back it up like she paralel parker
Then she turnt around, dropped it lower than the ...
Cause she sees us stunting, doing donuts in the porsches
We got them racks yeah we got them racks
Back to back, swishers nigga we high as teks
She asking me what’s popping molly or cr xanax
And I’m only keep some more on me like mechanics
Look, I’m quick to use the backhand when I smack chicks
Put em all to track like Danica Patrick,
Lean in the left, right hand by the stacks at
You do it all night, you just might ... jackson
[Hook]
Ok, she pop than thang like a rubber band
Make the nigga blow a couple grands
Thought I ran out of 1’s well hater come again
Flexin harder than a muscle man
Yeah we bout the train, the kind of smoke
You can tell my niggas slanging dope
Yeah we bout the train, we fin to smoke
All my niggas getting dope.
I got these boppers in the hurdle, poppin like a bubble
Before you hop up in the shuttle, know we might just fin to cuddle
They call me fresh baby, diamond grill with the gold chain
Down for bringing bands out like a bo cane
She kept it comin so I dropped the extra hunneds
Everyday I wake up with somebody else’s woman
Split the half of galon, now my wrist don’t bling
Bet I make it out back, if my flip phone ring
See I’m a dope boy so all the tramps want him
Only squares knew respect, got the stamps on them
If you love your girl better put some clams on her
She say she went to college, so we throw a couple grants on her
[Hook]
Ok, she pop than thang like a rubber band
Make the nigga blow a couple grands
Thought I ran out of 1’s well hater come again
Flexin harder than a muscle man
Yeah we bout the train, the kind of smoke
You can tell my niggas slanging dope
Yeah we bout the train, we fin to smoke
All my niggas getting dope.
She could pop that thang like a rubber band
Pussy feel good like a hunned bands
She’s gonna get this dick a bag of candy yeah
She was half naked, before she had that half of xanax
One hour later, panties off and then I’m splashin
Always get the sweet, I never take her to the mansion
Turn up, got a whole ounce to burn up
Patron all in my cup, my plug is calling turn the pick up
She say she buy, I can’t say bye
I’m a marvin gaye, let’s get it on
8 minutes laters, she scream my name, not say my name
She don’t know I’m true, don’t know no cali...
And her bellie, shorts on me
[Hook]
Ok, she pop than thang like a rubber band
Make the nigga blow a couple grands
Thought I ran out of 1’s well hater come again
Flexin harder than a muscle man
Yeah we bout the train, the kind of smoke
You can tell my niggas slanging dope
Yeah we bout the train, we fin to smoke
All my niggas getting dope.
