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I Feel Like A Dope Boy
The Game
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(C-c-c-Cassius Clay)
(D-d-d-damn, Duke, this shit wavy)
I feel like a dope boy, well, fuck, I am a dope boy
She gon' fuck with me before she ever fuck a broke boy
I feel like a dope boy, well, bitch, I am a dope boy
I serve that French Montana, in the traphouse with the coke boys
Diamond-studded Balenciaga coat in a Rolls-Royce
I just fucked a bad lil' IG bitch at the Four Points
In '05, we was ridin' 'round on inches like the po-boys
I pop the top, V12 on all my engines, they make no noise
Just come and shop
We got chickens in the coop, they by the flock
She just post a picture, ain't use no filters 'cause her body pop
We gon' share this Perc'
'cause more than half gon' make her body lock
Pull up at the candy store and let her lick this lollipop
Go back to the basics, I got open cases
They don't know who did it 'cause we covered up our faces
Lil' bitch, I'm in the club with the Indiana Pacers
Marquis Daniels, I came with the Raiders
Nothin' less than seven figures when we out in Vegas
I pop out with seven bitches, I be ElimiDatin'
I might cook up in the kitchen, got bricks in the basement
Whippin' up a baby, count it up daily
I feel like a dope boy, well, fuck, I am a dope boy
She gon' fuck with me before she ever fuck a broke boy
I feel like a dope boy, well, bitch, I am a dope boy
I serve that French Montana, in the traphouse with the coke boys
I did everything except fuck Sexyy Red
But if I ever do, I swear to God, that pussy dead
If I get a chance, I'ma go put an AP on Bernice
APB out on the daughter, Draya did it, I ain't sorry
I get money bags, big-booty bitch look just like Ari
Diamonds offset in my Patek watch, I need a Cardi
She look like a stallion, stand up in that bitch like Pardi
Tryna be like Mike, I might just lose my Lori Harvey
They penny pinchin'
I don't trip 'bout no bitch
'cause I got plenty women
She don't wear no bra
My lil' bitch raw, look how them titties sittin'
Look how them twenties sittin', suicide doors up
My bro kept quiet, took his ten, 'cause we don't never fold up
Went to Wafi and spent me a quarter-ticket, now I'm froze up
Bitch be actin' bougie, lil' ho broke, but got her nose up
My bank account got several O's like Dunkin Donuts
My baby mama happy long as she don't bring my hoes up
I feel like a dope boy, well, fuck, I am a dope boy
She gon' fuck with me before she ever fuck a broke boy
I feel like a dope boy, well, bitch, I am a dope boy
I serve that French Montana, in the traphouse with the coke boys
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