Flapjack - Dope Boy Text

Songtext zu Dope Boy

Dope boy
Pushing drugs in the hood
Dope boy
Actin' like it's all good
Dope boy
Now you better admit
Dope boy
You're drowning in your own shit

Now he's a dope boy
Really proud of his stash
Rollin' down the block
Pockets fat full of cash
Every day, every route

By the book
He's always 'bout the money
No matter what it took

Dope boy never sleeps
Always on the spot
Whole fckin' life on the line
That's all he got
You can find him down the street
Or in the club
Go shorty
And if you running out
Just hit him up

Dope boy
Left your homies in disgrace
Dope boy
What happened to your face?
Dope boy
Got bashed in your own town
Dope boy
What the fuck you gonna do now?

With his swag on
With his bag on
Full of shit
You can get a wicked high on
Self proclaimed fuckin' prince of the neighborhood
Bu he wouldn't run a great turf in Hollywood

He lost all his friends
Was left by his wife
Left all by himself
And took his own life
And just when he dies
I'll never forget
The look in his eyes
And things that he said:

They calle me "dope boy"
Cuz I've been pushing weed
Crack, mashrooms, acid, and extasy
I did it all wrong
I messed my own shit
Thought I was strong
But I just couldn't quit
If you wann know boy
Get a hint from me
Here's my advice, yo
You get this one for free
Now look at me, boy
Remember what you see
Don't do that shit
Or you'll end up like me

Dope boy!
Don't get high on your own supply, they say
Dope boy!
Don't get high on your own supply, they say
Dope boy!
Don't get high on your own supply, they say
Dope boy!
Don't get high on your own supply!

Don't get high on your own supply
You fuckin' piece of shit!
 

Flapjack - Dope Boy Songtext

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