Fabolous - Dope Boys lyrics

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Fabolous - Dope Boys lyrics

[Intro] And the winner is Street, d-d-d-damn! This is a PSA, n***a I'm so fly Walk through and get searched by the TSA This is me I say, I love Mexican I mean Gucci, green and red stripe me down I feel Boosie, somebody "Wipe Me Down" I sh** loosely, hope y'all got a diaper 'round Cause I, pull up to night clubs, sh** beamin Light fill up like bugs, and they schemin as they should be, it's all good B My money talks I don't think they understood me Yeah, you n***az don't speak guap-anese Stoppin me, is like tryin to stop a sneeze Gesundheit! I won't, the goons might Get it poppin off like when a balloon's tight Diamonds like sunshine, moonlight Oh, you forgot who in the room right? [Chorus] The Street Fam's in the building tonight Whole other feeling, I'm feeling alive You ain't even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks are on the house (We in the house) Street Fam's in the building tonight Look at me chillin, I'm k**in this ice You ain't even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks are on the house (We in the house... we in the house...) Look, I'm so sorry; if you don't like what the boss say, you ain't got to stay Joe Torry Call me big shot baby I'm so Hoary Diamonds dancin, gettin they Omari-on I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold I hope you b**hes dress warm It's like 30 degrees on my left arm Below zero with the SS charm Gestapo get the doors on the car pulled I sips a spade, take a few cigar pulls Bosses do V.I.P. never bar stools Get money blow through it like nostrils Smell me? That's green cologne Accompanied by good weed and dro' A pretty young thing that knows how to f** me Her sneaky-a** homegirl also wanna f** me (And I'll f** her) [Chorus]