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Freestyle (Verse) A nigga need her in his arms, I call them dope bitches. One thousand Instagrams, that girl takes some dope pictures. Yeah, they with us, let them through the rope bitches There's girls you say yes to and then there's no bitches, You looked blessed, word to the pope's picture Clean as a bar of soap, them hoes is soap dishes. Uh, that mean they under you, You know I'm getting bread, no wonder you Walked up looking wonderful, Dressed like you had something to do, But, you ain't doing shit, and these niggas ain't nothing to do. Why don't we just disappear? That'd be dope, Blue Magic If this was back in the Bird era, I'd probably be passing them out like Magic Mami dame azucar, I feel like Frank Lucas Except I'm further uptown, in the Heights smoking hookah. He spit crack, the herd has dough Put that H on my belt cause that Hermes dope, I got a (Hook) Dope bitch, a dope bitch, Dope bitch, a dope bitch Dope bitch, a dope bitch, SongtexteDope bitch, a dope bitch Dope bitch, a dope bitch, Dope bitch, a dope bitch Dope bitch, a dope bitch, Dope bitch, a dope bitch. (Verse) Tap her on her arm, try when she pass You want a scoop, you light the spoon And set a fire to your ass. She from down south, but I shoot her up here Hit her on the steps, never made it upstairs. Owww, keep making it rain, She know she a dope bitch, she just take it in vain She family, her watch cost a Camry Your nigga so thirsty, I let her push the Lambi. Uh, let them see the Audemars, babe, You deserve a strip in Baltimore, babe. Long black hair, blonde at the edges Heels with kicks, fuck it, Giuseppe wedges. She here in a bun, pretty, even when it's messy Know how to rock the strapless, if it's kinda dressy. Her curly hair looks shit on Polamalu, She think like a man, drink out the bottle. (Hook) Dope bitch, a dope bitch, Dope bitch, a dope bitch Dope bitch, a dope bitch, Dope bitch, a dope bitch Dope bitch, a dope bitch, Dope bitch, a dope bitch Dope bitch, a dope bitch Aus Songtexte Mania