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Yeah
Gangsta, Gangsta
Yeah
Wassup
Yeah, wassup
Wassup, wassup
Yeah
Yeah
Comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot
Black Air Force 2's and the white socks
Fitted on my forehead, try me, go ahead
I'll bring out them polka dots, put Kwame on your forehead
Yeah, it's the new king of everything
And bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring
Maybe it's how I pour that Patron
Maybe it's how I smell of Paris Hilton cologne
Maybe it's how I write shit when I'm in the zone
And I'm sick of blowjobs, bitch, leave me alone
And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a phone
'Fore I climb through his window like, "Nigga, I'm home"
Runnin' the rock like O.J., nigga, it's a throwback
Fuck a Aston Martin, show me where the stove at
Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga, hold that
The world is my grandma's kitchen, time to cook crack
The dope boys in the building (Wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Yeah)
The dope boys in the building (Haha)
You couldn't smell that crack comin'
Out that motherfuckin' Porsche truck
I stop traffic with the rims I'm sittin' on
Them ain't high beams, bitch, my wrist is on
The same shit that Ludacris is on
Disturbin' Tha Peace if my stash missin' stones
Yeah, count that work like a paycheck
Niggas couldn't play the game in a tape deck
A boss never touch work if it ain't taped yet
That's how you get fucked, I practice safe sex
And I'll take your boy Curtis' bitch with my tongue
Lick, lick, lick like Shawnna and have her sprung
Show her my anaconda and have her sprung
And put it all in her stomach and just ugh (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (New York, wassup)
The dope boys (L.A., wassup), the dope boys (Chi-Town, wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Detroit, wassup)
The dope boys (ATL, wassup), the dope boys (MIA, wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
So roll that coke white carpet to the hood
It's the dope boys reunion, the dress code strictly
White tee, Air Force 1's and some Dickies
I'm from the city where the skinny niggas die
Only birds and Nextels chirp in the sky
And we ride for them letters on our fitted cap
Niggas hit the stash, get a strap and go get it back
That's for the gangstas, the hustlers, the ballers
From Downtown L.A. to Uptown Harlem
And D-Boy money ain't rainin', it's stormin'
So stop the music when the champagne pourin'
And hold them glasses high (Yeah)
And when a nigga ask you why, you tell him
The dope boys in the building (Wassup)
The dope boys (Wassup), the dope boys (Wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
The dope boys (I'm back), the dope boys (I'm back)
The dope boys in the building (Yeah, wassup)
The dope boys (Nigga, wassup), the dope boys (Motherfucker, wassup)
The dope boys in the building (Tell 'em I'm back)
The dope boys ('Cause I'm back), the dope boys (It's a wrap)
The dope boys in the building
The dope boys, the dope boys
The dope boys in the building
The dope boys, the dope boys
Yeah, wassup
Wassup, hahahaha
Yeah
The king is back