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Casper TNG Ft Fresh - Dope Boy (Official Music Video) | 2015 RE UPLOAD
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[Verse 1]
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
[Verse 2]
What type of **** she want
I ain't even gotta ask her
Trust me, she want a dope boy or a rapper
Only interested in trappers and gun clappers
She wanna hop on the flight with me to Atlanta
Bitch, stop buggin' I be back in Toronto
I'm in the studio rollin' up blunts
Drum boy, I'm in the streets doin' raffles
Hit a drum roll
I'm the king of the castle
I'm on the throne
Shorty wanna give me neck 'cause my name buzzin'
Even though I had a thing with her main cousin
Even though I had a thing with her best friend
She don't give a fuck 'cause she know I keep them things bustin'
All my **** stay with me, no entourage
I'm just sayin', run up on me, that's how it's gon' pop it off
Rock, paper, scissors, I got all three
What you want?
Henny in my liver 'cause I'm spendin' on alcohol
Said, I'm all about me but I rap for my ****
Main bitch, I ain't got time for them bitches
Ain't the type to let you hit and then brag to they friends
That cash just hit it
Bitch, no you didn't
Keep it on the low, they ain't gotta know my business
'Cause the ops gon' be mad that I'm fuckin' all they bitches
The cops stayin' mad 'cause I ain't never snitchin'
****, fuck your batch 'cause anyone can get it
[Verse 3]
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
[Verse 4]
She want a dope boy
She want a rapper
I'm a dope boy and a rapper
Shots up mafia
We soon gon' clap her
Ball money game
My **** all trap her
Scream she have a man but her man is a actor
Forward your real so I linked up with casper
She don't want a church boy
She don't want a pastor
Levels to the ship
Lil' ****, I'm a master
This life that I life, man it ain't no joke
My **** in the bin don't fight, they poke
The devils in my sword need tryna let go
I love beatin' off a shot
I love seein' the gun smoke
Whoa, whoa loves in the gun smoke
Love it when she shake her ass when she go down the pole
Whoa, whoa, need to slow your roll
Give me couple hours and I'll beat you so
Stop callin' my phone, need to leave me alone
I know that you mad 'cause I never hold my tang
You gotta understand that ???
She want a **** that ain't wastin' time
She want a **** that know how to rhyme
That's how we're go and my city is fucked
Your man is a bitch, tell that ****, he a punk
I'm a real **** so I say real stuff
[Verse 5]
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
[Verse 6]
She want a dope boy and she want a rapper
I ain't even want the bitch, you can have her
And my clothes all red like Santa's
Say I'm young beans but it's really young Casper
Four five six when I'm rollin' my dice
The thing about life is you can't live it twice
So if you gon' have you a hole for your wife
I'm tellin' you ****, you ain't livin' right
And every **** in my city a rapper
Every **** in my city a trapper
Every **** got a bitch and a telly
And ain't nobody goin' broke in my city
Twitter's a lie, don't believe in the hype
They on IG with they best friend ice
It's almost like they tryna live they best friend's life
But they don't wanna grind, they don't wanna pay the price
The cost for this lifestyle
And she want me 'cause the cost that I might style
If a draw a clap off then it's lights out
And I be smellin' like a backwood right now
It's 'cause I'm smokin' on the backwoods right now
I'ma hit it from the back, shorty right now
She used to diss for this rap shit popped out
Now she wanna fuck 'cause she see a **** iced out
Iced out
[Verse 7]
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwoods
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
What type of **** she want
I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
Written by: Sharrieff Muhammad
