[Supa] Hook: Hey Ms. Dope Chic You're a Star I like you gold rings and your fancy cars Hey Ms. Dope Chic You're a Star I like your gold chains and your fancy cars
[Verse 1 Dope Chic]
Dope Chic Dope Chic That's who I am Dope Chic's by the pound and I slang em for grams I don't sell coke I sell Dope
B*tch I'm a Star! The Lyrics I spit is 10 racks for a Bar
You wrap me up in seran' man i'm Dope Chic Fresh
Put a stamp for my product right here on my breast
I resurrected '2Pac' Biggie Smalls let's chop it up 'cuz
This b**h 'k**a' n***a get you a Tux
I got crack baby rap fans smoking my d**
The more they buy Bling Bling bigger my Rocks Come
Call me Ms. "Pusha" man its Dope in ya ears
Mo Money I can cut it DJ IDEM Premiere
You can fly me out to over seas and the Dogs Won't Smell
London to Paris Ship Dope in the Mail
I'm so American Gangsta I carry the weight and if the
Feds Watching "Homie" she sniff coke off the plate:
[Supa] Hook: Hey Ms. Dope Chic You're a Star I like you gold rings and your fancy cars Hey Ms. Dope Chic You're a Star I like you gold chains and your fancy cars
Yeah I'm Dope Chic b**h I be high as sh**
All my hoes Dope Tho we be high as sh**
Dope b**h Sold Bricks by the kilo or Pound
Underground all know I got the thoroughest sound
I move work above ground in your city or town
"Chiraq Chitown" sling em 2 for the Fin'
Got a gobstopper bag sell em 4 for the ten
'Chief keef Peeda Pan how much worth you move Fam?'
From the way I Ball though you can see that I'm glam
In a drought I flood Dope Like the Hoover Dam
Dope Fiends be like "Dope yo sh** Bananas Man!"
I be serving Stones tho out the back of a van
I be jumping out the back serving hand to hand
I be counting up my merch' and then I sell it to Fans
Dope Chic World wide she be setting up stands
I got the hard rock Dope 50 Dope man Brick city
Dam!
[Supa] Hook: Hey Ms. Dope Chic You're a Star I like you gold rings and your fancy cars Hey Ms. Dope Chic You're a Star I like you gold chains and your fancy cars