Dope Boys lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah
Young Scooter
Black Migo Gang
Sonny Digital

[Chorus: Gorilla Zoe]
Seventy two grams in the pot
Add the baking soda for the drop
[?] in the water, make it lock
[?] watch
[?] dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy
You f*cking with a dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy

[Verse 1: Gorilla Zoe]
I'm in the kitchen, and I'm cooking like it's supper
Dope look like pancakes, n*gga, no butter
Straight butter, I'm on syrup
[?] got me geeked up, n*gga, I'm nervous
[?]
I got players on [?] motherf*ckers on [?]
I got [?], I got [?]
I got bars, I got mollys
By the jars
I got pounds, I got bricks
I got wholes, I got splits
I got zips, I got n*ggas on my team hitting licks
And nobody [?] swear to god we [?]
n*gga need some work, hit me up, 'cause b*tch, we working
[Chorus: Gorilla Zoe]
Seventy two grams in thе pot
Add the baking soda for the drop
[?] in the watеr, make it lock
[?] watch
[?] dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy
You f*cking with a dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
Black Migo dope boy, fan of Rich Porter
I'm trapping my own dope, bring them across boarders
Dip it in hot water, turn a two to a two six
I cook up ten bricks, I cook them and send them too
[?] cuttless, that dope boy old school
Dope boy dreams, got a dope boy chain
That baking soda water, make that white cocaine
Put a ring on the brick, 'cause I just married the game
I just left Columbia, bought a lotta cocaine
Remixed the fifty fifty, doubled up all my change
A B.M.G. stepper, bringing Freeband bags
[?] brought some baking soda, on a four and a half
[Chorus: Gorilla Zoe]
Seventy two grams in the pot
Add the baking soda for the drop
[?] in the water, make it lock
[?] watch
[?] dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy
You f*cking with a dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy

[Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe]
[?] goddamn it, I'm back
And I came with a sack, [?] the streets
[?] come from the blow, but I came with the crack
And these n*ggas dissing, these n*ggas they fake
These n*ggas ain't me, these n*ggas ain't real
These n*ggas ain't hood, these n*ggas ain't G
Your b*tch all up in my face, don't end up on my [?]
f*ck n*gga you hating, you gon' end up on my sh*t list
Might end up with a sh*t bag, end up with a toe tag
Got heat take a lil' shot, b*tch, I drop bombs like Bagdad
You must have forgot where I'm from, must have forgot what I done
I'm a real n*gga from the streets, I chew rappers up like gum
And all of my n*ggas real, only some of my n*ggas rap
They all come from the trap, [?] b*tch I'm back
And I got
[Chorus: Gorilla Zoe]
Seventy two grams in the pot
Add the baking soda for the drop
[?] in the water, make it lock
[?] watch
[?] dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy
You f*cking with a dope boy
Dope boy
Dope boy