Lyrics: Pastor Troy. Dope Boy.

Baby please jus understand
Dat u fuckin with a Dope Boy now
U fuckin with a Dope Boy now
U fuckin with a Dope Boy now
Baby please jus understand
Dat u fuckin me
U fuckin me
U fuckin with a DOPE Boy

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, cum on I jus dnt kno where 2 start
Walkin n dem jeans sweet thang she's a work of art
Always lookin fresh and I mean yes babygirl got it
Always showin flush and I mean yes I'm e-rotic
Always got a clutch sum I can put dat heater n
Kno dat dey gon frisk me nigga dis p-teezy
Niggas ain't believe me I put her n a bag
I bought my boo a benz ya still written jag
Dat benz pulled kiesha, dat benz pulled tamika
But u say dat I'm flirtin my nigga I ain't hurtin
U all dat I need I'll b there 4 u
When I cum up out these streetz sellin dis cocaine boo

[Hook / Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, wuteva we do we always gon b partners though
I dnt wnt 2 hurt u though (cum on)
Kno I gotta different hoe everywhere I turn it's
Sumone tryna give me sum but sum of em ain't no bullshit
Might get burn but it ain't nothing like u
Me and her cool but I still gotta have u
Gotta count n dis, we got tight n dis, we got d's n dis, and we got rifle n dis
Jus ain't da same n da game u a boss bitch
Kno dat u was far with da nigga dat u fuckin with
Kno dem crackers cumin and I'm gunnin like it's veatnum
Wnt 2 put me up but nigga wut I'm bout 2 get me sum
All dat I need is a bitch actin like me
Doesn't like u
Un-huh represent boo
U all dat I need I'll b there 4 u when I cum up out these streetz sellin dis cocaine boo

[Hook / Chorus]