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Ex Drug Dealer Video (MV)




Performed By: Hollywood FIX
Length: 2:56
Written by: Armond Evans




Hollywood FIX - Ex Drug Dealer Lyrics




Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer

I put the dope down
Pick the mic up
And got the fiends mad Kuz they Kant light up
I rock the mic now
Not a re up
But I still sale dope thru the Speakers

Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer

I ain't got no shame
What I am
T.H.U.G
Sold dope on the streets
Now I slang em to
Beats
Baby is sweet but f*cking with Me her fam question
Middle finger to all them be my Suggestion
But I don't say that
I lay back
Let them judge
Kuz to be honest I don't Kare About they love
Fake hand shakes & hug
You think I really need that
In one ear & out the other goes They feed back
While I'm thinking of a weed Sack
They asking bout a job
I told em that I rap
They say that's not good enough
I don't really give a f*ck
They opinion ain't shit
Kuz I kould be in jail
From me slanging them bricks
But now I slang dope raps
Just like dope sacks
Pockets still on full
And I ain't touched a dope sack
Now you quote that bitch nigga
Kuz now I'm getting rich of this Spit Nigga

Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga

You must be Krazy if you think
I don't love her
Take her down good when we Under kovers
I let her get space a nigga like Me don't smother
Beat the pussy up
Bus driver upper cutter
Yup
I'm getting butter
Like bread for supper
Nope not from coke
But it used to be sucker
I slung every thing up under the Sun
It's krazy how much the streets
Kan produce for some
I went from nothing 2 Something
Lost everything
And bounced back
Now For a rap I get paid like a Dope sack
Niggaz hope that I fall off
Prolly Kuz I knocked they Mautha f*cken broad off

I put the dope down
Pick the mic up
And got the fiends mad Kuz they Kant light up
I rock the mic now
Not a re up
But I still sale dope thru the Speakers

Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga
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Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer

I put the dope down
Pick the mic up
And got the fiends mad Kuz they Kant light up
I rock the mic now
Not a re up
But I still sale dope thru the Speakers

Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Full time rapper
Ex f*cking drug dealer

I ain't got no shame
What I am
T.H.U.G
Sold dope on the streets
Now I slang em to
Beats
Baby is sweet but f*cking with Me her fam question
Middle finger to all them be my Suggestion
But I don't say that
I lay back
Let them judge
Kuz to be honest I don't Kare About they love
Fake hand shakes & hug
You think I really need that
In one ear & out the other goes They feed back
While I'm thinking of a weed Sack
They asking bout a job
I told em that I rap
They say that's not good enough
I don't really give a f*ck
They opinion ain't shit
Kuz I kould be in jail
From me slanging them bricks
But now I slang dope raps
Just like dope sacks
Pockets still on full
And I ain't touched a dope sack
Now you quote that bitch nigga
Kuz now I'm getting rich of this Spit Nigga

Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga

You must be Krazy if you think
I don't love her
Take her down good when we Under kovers
I let her get space a nigga like Me don't smother
Beat the pussy up
Bus driver upper cutter
Yup
I'm getting butter
Like bread for supper
Nope not from coke
But it used to be sucker
I slung every thing up under the Sun
It's krazy how much the streets
Kan produce for some
I went from nothing 2 Something
Lost everything
And bounced back
Now For a rap I get paid like a Dope sack
Niggaz hope that I fall off
Prolly Kuz I knocked they Mautha f*cken broad off

I put the dope down
Pick the mic up
And got the fiends mad Kuz they Kant light up
I rock the mic now
Not a re up
But I still sale dope thru the Speakers

Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Yea she love
Yea she love her a thug nigga
Thug nigga
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Writer: Armond Evans
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