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d.o.p.e. (doing our part effortlessly) - chris crack lyrics

chris crack:

it’s the get fresh crew we back up in attendance/ and they trying to steal my style b-tch where yo antennas/i’m just saying, f-ck them people and their lil agendas/ ion wine and dine hoes, we’on go out for dinner/ and this the time that you should morn for the dead mobsters/ and you know we getting bucks like craig hodges/ cut the bullsh-t, look, i ain’t in to stalling/ b-tches suck my d-ck cause i look like jk rowling/ copping all my work, so you know i put my tax on it/ and h-ll yea i’m a hustler, just ask homie/ i should be locked away for all these packs on me/ daaammmmn, excuse me i had a crack moment/ n-ggas swear they cold, you know i got the a.c./ make a call, 10 minutes, n-ggas a be 8 deep/ tryin to get that frank lucas cash, no jay z/ p-ssy pumper number 1, b-tches gotta pay me/ i’m dope!

hook:

if i’m the flyest n-gga in the world i’m (dope)/
you n-ggas need to quit it, get cha girls i’m (dope)
about to take a trip around the world i’m (dope)
i’m diving in them women for them pearls, i’m (dope)

and me, i be higher than that black box/ neiman marcus and i’m shopping with a fat knot/ might catch me stunting, leaning in an ascot/ dollars in the air, sure to make her -ss drop

lennon:

(lean on’em)
we the winners, you the losers/ that’s if you haven’t noticed/ i’m blake griffin and you boozer, but you already know this/ i’m just different, you refuse ta’, admit it, joe you bogus/ i ain’t tripping, imma user, cause i just can’t keep focus/n-gga, you can have my sloppy seconds/ ask her what i are for breakfast/ we were wild & acting reckless/ every morning, wake up naked/ i got travelers insurance, i’m protected/ don’t make me push the envelope so you can get the message/ i’m doper than a poppy seed/ mix rocky like apollo creed/ higher than the price of p.u.s.s.y you know it’s me/ lennon is the name on the drug dealer chic/ catch me where the k!llers and the drug dealers meet/ nickle on the shirt, 2 thou on the feet, another nickel on the jeans, this sh-t ain’t cheap/ crack on the track, got live on the beat/ apes in the back, 35 on the jeep/ rather be dead than caught riding with a peep/ if she ain’t giving head, she can die in her sleep/ this a dope party baby, here the line, these n-ggas ain’t wavy/ they just riding one of mine, i’m…

hook:

and me, i be higher than that black box/ neiman marcus and i’m shopping with a fat knot/ might catch me stunting, leaning in an ascot/ dollars in the air, sure to make her -ss drop

- chris crack lyrics

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