Dope Boys

Lyrics

[Verse 1] All Nas need is one mic, all I need is one stove Homie got a nice flow but Gucci got that white coke You ain't getting the right dope, you knocking on the wrong door Last nigga tried me, let's just call him John Doe And since you short a dime, homie, then park me a old school I fronted you, you ran off, that's not what you're supposed to do I'm gettin' my tip fade cut, Bouldercrest and Flat Shoals Wish a nigga would run up on me like I'm Brisco Yeah, Gucci Mane's a live wire Try me like I'm Yung Berg and I'mma make yo eyes cry Gucci like to drank, and Gucci like to smoke And Gucci on the rise while you niggas going broke, Gucci! (Gucci Mane's a G) Tell me something I don't know I got court in early morning, I don't really wanna go I do it for the people 'cause I'm my brother's keeper I don't feel you 'cause I'm paraplegic, where's my paralegal? [Hook] See that house right there? Yeah, make a lot a money (Who's that knocking at the door?) Probably a couple junkies That coupé over there, yeah, cost a couple hundreds See, my neighborhood is bunking, tell my plug to keep it coming Dope boys, dope boys, with the dope boys Dope boys, dope boys, with the dope boys What you wanna get, homie? Hurry up and buy it Dope boys gon' buy, you gon' get yourself supply [Verse 2] I'm in my M6 Beamer, this is no 645 Like a pigeon in the sky, I just shitted on your ride So much weight off in my house, you would think it was a gym Plus my Nikes match my necklace and my necklace match my rims I got court in early morning, I don't really wanna go Say I violated probation just because I blew my nose Blew 300 on my Rolls, 200 more on the Lamb Million dollars on the crib, car note, don't know what that is Gucci, you don't know who that is, mama that's just Gucci Mane That's my boy that's my partner, I'm Gucci Mane biggest fan Plus she don't know what that is, I'm with it, I don't give a damn If you think I give a fuck you must do not know who I am, Gucci [Hook] See that house right there? Yeah, make a lot a money (Who's that knocking at the door?) Probably a couple junkies That coupé over there, yeah, cost a couple hundreds See, my neighborhood is bunking, tell my plug to keep it coming Dope boys, dope boys, with the dope boys Dope boys, dope boys, with the dope boys What you wanna get, homie? Hurry up and buy it Dope boys gon' buy, you gon' get yourself supply [Verse 3] Mirror, mirror, mirror, who the realest in the game? (Why you ask that stupid question, boy? You know that's Gucci Mane) East Atlanta 6, huh, you know how we roll I just bought another Chevy, got it right back out the bowl Tall stacks up in my closet, I can't even see my clothes And my belly get so big I can hardly see my toes Got a car in my garage I have never ever drove It's a four-door black on black Phantom, I call that bitch Dorrough If she going to the ladies room, I guess I'll let her know That I got powder in my living room so she don't have to stroll About a year ago to today, I was sitting in my cell (Where you see yourself in 5 years?) A so icey billionare Gucci! [Hook] See that house right there? Yeah, make a lot a money (Who's that knocking at the door?) Probably a couple junkies That coupé over there, yeah, cost a couple hundreds See, my neighborhood is bunking, tell my plug to keep it coming Dope boys, dope boys, with the dope boys Dope boys, dope boys, with the dope boys What you wanna get, homie? Hurry up and buy it Dope boys gon' buy, you gon' get yourself supply