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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gorilla Zoe
Gorilla Zoe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alonzo Mathis
Alonzo Mathis
Songwriter
Rodney Richards
Rodney Richards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Vito
Don Vito
Producer
Tre' Stylz
Tre' Stylz
Mixing Engineer
Big-A Prado
Big-A Prado
Recording Engineer
Thomas "Tomcat" Bennett
Thomas "Tomcat" Bennett
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You know what you need, baby? (I think she need a dope boy) Ya feel me, you need a nigga that get that money (She wants a dope boy) [Incomprehensible] 20's on the floor [Incomprehensible] in the chair Hundreds ain't the same, cushions everywhere Wake up in the morning like, what I'm gonna wear? We could hit the mall, that ain't really fair Pull up to the mall in a black Marciano Rollers in the trunk [Incomprehensible] Clip fulla hollow they parked the car They don't want no problem, they know who I are Ya fresh from head to toe, pull a bitch and I'm gone Take her to the room then I drop her back at home He ain't selling records, I ain't ballin' everyday Bitch, I got work all I do is move the yay We be in the hood All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy It's all good All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy We be in the hood All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy It's all good All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy Bricks of the press, call me Osama Presidential kush call me Obama Pull up to the trap trunk, beating like thunder Man, I'm gettin' money, better watch ya baby, mama Hey, Ms. Hilary, can't be kin' to me? But I keep that white bitch on another level G Hey, Billy Clinton, what ya tryin' to sell me? That's the same shit that my Mexicans mail me Fifteen hundred bills, God damn that's a felony Karats in my ears all the bitches wanna share me John Deer, take care of the grass My dear, let me take care of that ass G Zoe, G fo', that's a lear Lamborghini threw it in the six gears Season close, they don't drop the next year Nigga, old money, dope boys over here We be in the hood All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy It's all good All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy We be in the hood All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy It's all good All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy Rap shine, I want one like Snoop eh? So you can catch me up in nomics, every Tuesday Styrofoam, cup ya think I'm drinking pink cool aid Karats round my neck looking like a bunch of lemonade No boy, I been running from the media Stacks in my pocket, thick like encyclopedias Old money, I get it, I beat a block Then throw it at them, girls that like to lick the lollipop We be in the hood All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy It's all good All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy We be in the hood All the bitches in the hood love the dope boy It's all good All the bitches wanna do is fuck a dope boy Let's go
Writer(s): Alonzo Mathis, Rodney Darnell Richard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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