T-Pain - Dope Lyrics

[Intro:]
Huh, okay yeah, uh pizzle yeah, I'm just gettin you ready for the new
album mane, here we go, here we go, here we go, yeah

[T-Pain: ~Verse 1~]
How many ladies wanna spend a million dollars
In the VIP section wit a couple otha models (yeah)
We pop bottles, Henny in full throttle
If ya do shawty shawty follow me (follow me)
How many hataz wanna hate on tha kid
Put in a bid or get in line cuz I done done what you did
But if you ain't got no money take yo broke ass home
Otherwise nigga don't follow me (follow me)
See I ain't got time for your bickerin' and bitchin
Them stitches and them incisions are get inserted to your (?)
Step in them choppa cities ya bound to get the buiness *{business}
So really, if you hard Imma see (Imma see)
See I ain't finish high school, dropped outta middle school
And all I did was grew a beard now I'm really cool
I'm super silly dude, so really you have no idea how fuckin stupid
Imma be (Imma be)

[Hook:]
Dope (4x)

Let's go again (yeah)

[T-Pain: ~Verse 2~]
Phantom drops and Ferraris
Lamborghinis a Harley
Satisfactory I'm tighter than yo Ed Hardy
So no bombardin' me or else I'm cloggin' arteries
Wit bullets from my nine millime (millime)
Twenty-twos on my golf cart look special
Make niggas feel like less of a man like one testecal *{testicle}
Most niggas in yo hood gon fed around
If you locked up I think we both can agree (can agree)
See that's my side job, I make Dominican bitches wit five stars drive
me 'round in my cars
The numba one Jive artist, I'll even talk to Barry Wise fo' a sizable
fee (-able fee)
So putcha hands up, and putcha ya knees down
I throws some D's on it, then throw them G's 'round
Lane to lane Highway 20 I'm Eastbound
Gotcha girl ridin' wit me (ride wit me)

(Dope) Ladies and gentlemen, (Dope) I wanna introduce yall to, (Dope)
the newest member of the Nappy Boy fam, (Dope), holla at 'em giirrrll

[Shawnna:]
Shawnna,
It ain't no secret that lyrically I'm so decent
Nappy Boy had to put me on they team
Cause every time I get up in the booth I just verbally spit the truth
And now you bitches finna see just what I mean (what I mean)
Aye, stop asking questions I'm tired of taking suggestions
'Round here the first lesson is for free
The second you gon' probably have to pay me my flow so awesome it's
crazy
'Bout to take over this whole industry (industry)
Wait, yeah I been listenin' while y'all been hatin' and dissin
I've been sittin' in my kitchen cookin' dreams
And now I'm 'bout to live it to the fullest I'm numba one wit a bullet
If he fine, tell him Papi ven aqui (ven aqui)
Aye, I'm so official come wipe me down wit a tissue I'm the shit and I
just wish that you'd agree
But why you keep on actin' like you know me I'm 'bout a rapper my homie
And I'll only represent that N.B. (N.B.)

[T-Pain:]
(Dope) Yeah boi (Dope) This how we do it in Nappy Boy nigga (Dope)
Aye, Imma let you remember this time Shawnna (Dope) Just 'cause I luh ya
now let the horns play

Dope, Aye, Dope, Yeah, Dope, Let's take it out right, Nappy Boy, Now
let the horns play, Nappy Boy, Nappy Boy, Nappy Boy, Dope, Dope, Nappy
Boy, Now let the horns play