Bobby Creekwater - Dope Out My Window lyrics

City, Ridin' around, try to make it till 6 [laugh] CHORUS I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] {Bobby Creekwater} VERSE 1 I dont mean to be rude but Most all ya muthf**as s**, what You dont understand that a man is man when he develop a plan and he got guts Nuts over size cahones do it right now you can count money sooner Black track suit and some all white pumas Lost in a cloud, no time for the rumour Tryin to get some of that feta scratch You against me n**uh mismatch Couple more blunts a? And cool like a guy with a eyepatch I back, spinal, what I say go muthaf**a thats final 'Case you never heard of me I'm [b-b-b-bobby creek]... CHORUS ...I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] VERSE 2 First off I roll up a lil somethin' Windows down this sh** bomb Love the girls that be fryin' Them the ones that I want Shawty said her names Anna Born in Atlanta College educated plus fine grammer grammer Ass shots titty's done Bad mamma jamma Couple screw's loose but I still wanna hammer She use to that lobsta So I grab a cup and no whoppas Upsize the value meal to sprite on ice some vodka Cuttin in the braun won't make to morn' She had a blueberry bra, rasberry thong Strawberry kush we smokin goin she bowing to the song she blowin' I'm blowing... CHORUS ...[dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] B-b**h I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] VERSE 3 Live and direct from one point olan? Betch ya I can take yo hoe man Bobby creek come through Take money from the rich man and give it all to the poor man Whatever, whenever We in my penlight and freedom fight till it most likely I will die for whatever [re-re-reason] My my how things have changed They k**ing lame over nouns and verbs And material things that dont mean sh** We should all be ashamed in the grand scheme of it Eat a dick in public, yup you gotta love it I said my piece got it off my chest Get off my back Oh...by the way my name is [B-B-B-Bobby creek] and this is Stat.. {Stat Quo} VERSE 4 ...Quo on his yogi purp in my stogie b**h making wishes on my dates so they blow me Downtown L.A. got me feeling like I'm Kobe Beverly Hills in a swimming pool I'm cool as Axel Foley I'mma mothuf**in' menace, these n***as ???? up in it No playboy I dont hate scrimmage Ball hard cause I'm in it for the penny Lil mama tried to say she independant Till the cheque fell through and her rent was due Now she out there whorin' Anotha day anotha daughter b*tch I'm blowing... CHORUS ...[dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] B-b**h I'm blowin [dope out my, dope out my, dope out my window] Yeyy!