Dope - Tyga feat Rick Ross
[Verse 1: Tyga]
T-raw rock my own kick game
8 figure deal figure how I'm
courtside at clip game
Still pop ace king sh_t I'm with rose
Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
OK the day you beating me b_tch no day
Bandz a make her dance that's
thousand dollar foreplay
AK get a full clip not a soundwave
You kissed her in her mouth, ask
her how my d_ck taste
B_tch n_gga you don't want no
drama I'm worth a couple commas
It's death before dishonor
Last king come sign up all my sh_t be disgner
Extroardinary rhymer I bodied
yo' sh_t for nothin'
Wes, west up, hot temper
Get wet up she give me head not neck up
She clean the mess up
One false move death from gesture
Cash in the safe I don't feel no pressure
[Hook x2]
I'm dope
(All) all my sh_t dope
(All) all my sh_t dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Sh_t
She f_ck hermes and the hustle
Crown on the watch she got
n_ggas still thuggin'
8.7 on the crib so f_ck it
Went gold in a month so it ain't no budget
New chains, rollex links
New chick just to drag my mink
New car just to ride around here
Aviator crew we flies 'round here
Hating on hood n_ggas dying 'round here
Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
Cars rockstar dope boys at odds
I done seen it all but it's back to these broads'
Hands clap like a n_gga in the stadium
Million dollar chain but I'm rocking 8 of 'em
I see you sleeping boy don't
make me pick your label up
Scottie pipen on the dribble I just laid 'em up
Another triple got me tripping
like it's angel dust
We just winning all the women in my table ah
Say my name say my name n_gga say my name
100 million dollar n_gga, n_gga say my name
[Hook x2]
I'm dope
(All) all my sh_t dope
(All) all my sh_t dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
[Verse 3: Tyga]
Chief rocka, pill popper
Tell them pull them things out
cause my car topless
Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence
So sincere in her belly, that's the nah sh_t
King announcing that gangsta sh_t we mobbin'
We taking your dollars creflo no white collar
I (pop pop) wish a n_gga would call thomas
B_tch I'm the bomb call me the unabomber
Money in my game I'm driving
sh_t that's insane
You n_ggas stay in your lane no
playing ain't nothing changed
Pardon this good regime, I make
your girl david blaine
Murder was the case all the kids
say that n_gga T-raw
[Hook x2]
I'm dope
(All) all my sh_t dope
(All) all my sh_t dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
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