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Dope Dealer - Gødd complexx Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: G godd complexx | Published: 2024-30-09T22:37:59:00+07:00
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[chorus: saint jhn]
true story; shoulda’ been a dope dealer
if rap didn’t work, i could’ve been a dope dealer
my brother grew up, turned in to a dope dealer
my mamma said “son don’t turn in to a dope dealer”
so what i do?

[verse 1: saint jhn]
my brother used to sell crack in the hallway
used to be the lookout boy that was always
n-gga f-ck a nine-to-five, that was all day
just don’t get no c0ke dust on my balmain
n-gga ’bout to really play it like i’m d-bron
n-gga ’bout to catch the wave like a rebound
f-ck that, i ain’t tryna’ be discreet now
p-ssy n-gga don’t forget to put the seat down
i heard that they ain’t from the trap
don’t recognize them perhaps
i find it hard to adapt
’cause them n-ggas p-ssies n’ i don’t want the cops
so you pardon me if i’m cold
i only do what i know, i never do what i’m told
’cause real recognize real and real n-ggas know, so

[chorus: saint jhn]
oh lord, oh lord
don’t ask for me, n-gga
sold raw, sold raw
what is half a key, n-gga?
true story; shoulda’ been a dope dealer
if rap didn’t work, i could’ve been a dope dealer
my brother grew up, turned in to a dope dealer
my mamma said “son don’t turn in to a dope dealer”
so what i do?

[verse 2: clint’n lord]
your boyfriend claim he a dope dealer
crusin’ round the city in my four-wheeler
you better get yo’ girl, ’cause i’m gon’ steal her
my n-ggas throw bananas, they some gorillas
runnin’ out the backdoor, f-ck a spinal cord
i know my n-ggas got my back though
dope dealer turned to a rockstar
and i like my girls to come in two like a pop-tart
choose a beat like some bubblegum
i thought i told ya’ll’ “do not f-ck with us” (i did)
hop right in the coupe (hop right in the coupe)
i drove around my neighborhood, so she know’s its true
crib sittin’ on triple digit acres
i gotta’ move the dope in silence ’cause my neighbors
got b-tches in my cribs, with no papers
i got a shorty, every color, different flavors
independent individual
dash on the maybach digital
viewing all my snaps make you miserable
keep a couple feet, or it might get physical

[chorus: saint jhn]
oh lord, oh lord
don’t ask for me, n-gga
sold raw, sold raw
what is half a key, n-gga?
true story; shoulda’ been a dope dealer
if rap didn’t work, i could’ve been a dope dealer
my brother grew up, turned in to a dope dealer
my mamma said “son don’t turn in to a dope dealer”
so what i do?

[verse 3: kyle the hooligan]
call me the king of the hooligans
got me out here acting like a fool again
all my n-ggas locked up in the trap again
dope b-tch out here acting like a mule again
ya’ll’ don’t want problems with this one
i hit ’em with balmain and christian
all of my diamonds be glistening
it’s blood, blood, blood, blood, im consistent
i just copped jewelry from houston
feel like im 2pac in juice now
fredro starr here with the goose down
throw a n-gga off the roof now
but don’t make me do it, don’t make me do it
still got the trap-car, pull up in the buick
don’t wanna’ talk about, won’t interview it
i ain’t snapchat the party, just so you can view it

[chorus: saint jhn]
oh lord, oh lord
don’t ask for me, n-gga
sold raw, sold raw
what is half a key, n-gga?
true story; shoulda’ been a dope dealer
if rap didn’t work, i could’ve been a dope dealer
my brother grew up, turned in to a dope dealer
my mamma said “son don’t turn in to a dope dealer”
so what i do?

[outro: saint jhn]
move back n-gga
don’t gotta’ act n-gga
we know that’s a fact n-gga
chase a chicken like a fat n-gga
new jag n-gga
who are those
new jag n-gga


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