Its five thirty in the mornin man,
I got a bottle in my hand,
I got my mind on my money, oh yeah imma get that paper nigga.
Co co cocaine,
And imma die in this dope dope dope game,
Im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man,
F*ck i do my own thing. x2
Im in water whippin all day yeah and bein right.
We got a couple good plays,
They payin right. And i get money in alotta ways,
Not only white but the green bought my daughter jays,
(say what) Im feelin light.
If i dont profit I aint f*ckin with it sell it to me
Cheap, you never know one day i might be sittin in
Yoour seat. Got my cell phone poppin but i dont ever
Speak, man i feed alotta niggas that i will never meet.
You know the lights out and theres bout a hundred in
The house, all my neighbors call me baby they dont
Know what Im about. Neighbors lookin at me crazy cause
They see me showin out, wanna congradulate me but scared
To open up theyre mouth. Like,
Slow slow slow man, and im strapped,
Half of it in the bag and a whole one still wrapped.
(Come on) the speed limit 55 imma do 50,
But if they f*ck with me they gon have to come get me.
Co co cocaine, and imma die in this dope dope dope
Game, im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man, f*ck i do my own thing. x2
I been starrin out my rear-view,
WHO DAT im paranoid , imma quit in like a year or 2
(say what) so help me lord.
Niggas on theyre bikes watchin,
They on the clock, so im still gettin it off when the
Block is red hot. Reachin 20 sales wide open im ridin
With it. Sorry that yoou cant see me do it,
I had to get it. We was all hollin bingo but I got
On it. I got fronted me a single I said I want it now
Im peacin out my pack called it two for two.
If I give you somethin over homey that was on the strip,
Yeah Im in it for the long run,
No time limit. They say the drought season gon come,
Yeah right im on bitch , ridin dirty and Im fantom
Hoe Im goin nuts, still aint went and got my licence,
Nope dont give a f*ck. All these rappers out here money
Low, (I know) they know whats up,
When theyre records aint sellin they gotta come see buck, cause I got
Co co cocaine, and imma die in this dope dope dope
Game, im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man, f*ck i do my own thing. x2
Dope Game Video (MV)
Performed By: Young Buck
Language: English
Written by: CHEEKS, FITTS, PENTTILA, Alex Fitts, Matt Penttila, Wardell Cheeks
Young Buck - Dope Game Lyrics
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Its five thirty in the mornin man,
I got a bottle in my hand,
I got my mind on my money, oh yeah imma get that paper nigga.
Co co cocaine,
And imma die in this dope dope dope game,
Im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man,
F*ck i do my own thing. x2
Im in water whippin all day yeah and bein right.
We got a couple good plays,
They payin right. And i get money in alotta ways,
Not only white but the green bought my daughter jays,
(say what) Im feelin light.
If i dont profit I aint f*ckin with it sell it to me
Cheap, you never know one day i might be sittin in
Yoour seat. Got my cell phone poppin but i dont ever
Speak, man i feed alotta niggas that i will never meet.
You know the lights out and theres bout a hundred in
The house, all my neighbors call me baby they dont
Know what Im about. Neighbors lookin at me crazy cause
They see me showin out, wanna congradulate me but scared
To open up theyre mouth. Like,
Slow slow slow man, and im strapped,
Half of it in the bag and a whole one still wrapped.
(Come on) the speed limit 55 imma do 50,
But if they f*ck with me they gon have to come get me.
Co co cocaine, and imma die in this dope dope dope
Game, im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man, f*ck i do my own thing. x2
I been starrin out my rear-view,
WHO DAT im paranoid , imma quit in like a year or 2
(say what) so help me lord.
Niggas on theyre bikes watchin,
They on the clock, so im still gettin it off when the
Block is red hot. Reachin 20 sales wide open im ridin
With it. Sorry that yoou cant see me do it,
I had to get it. We was all hollin bingo but I got
On it. I got fronted me a single I said I want it now
Im peacin out my pack called it two for two.
If I give you somethin over homey that was on the strip,
Yeah Im in it for the long run,
No time limit. They say the drought season gon come,
Yeah right im on bitch , ridin dirty and Im fantom
Hoe Im goin nuts, still aint went and got my licence,
Nope dont give a f*ck. All these rappers out here money
Low, (I know) they know whats up,
When theyre records aint sellin they gotta come see buck, cause I got
Co co cocaine, and imma die in this dope dope dope
Game, im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man, f*ck i do my own thing. x2
I got a bottle in my hand,
I got my mind on my money, oh yeah imma get that paper nigga.
Co co cocaine,
And imma die in this dope dope dope game,
Im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man,
F*ck i do my own thing. x2
Im in water whippin all day yeah and bein right.
We got a couple good plays,
They payin right. And i get money in alotta ways,
Not only white but the green bought my daughter jays,
(say what) Im feelin light.
If i dont profit I aint f*ckin with it sell it to me
Cheap, you never know one day i might be sittin in
Yoour seat. Got my cell phone poppin but i dont ever
Speak, man i feed alotta niggas that i will never meet.
You know the lights out and theres bout a hundred in
The house, all my neighbors call me baby they dont
Know what Im about. Neighbors lookin at me crazy cause
They see me showin out, wanna congradulate me but scared
To open up theyre mouth. Like,
Slow slow slow man, and im strapped,
Half of it in the bag and a whole one still wrapped.
(Come on) the speed limit 55 imma do 50,
But if they f*ck with me they gon have to come get me.
Co co cocaine, and imma die in this dope dope dope
Game, im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man, f*ck i do my own thing. x2
I been starrin out my rear-view,
WHO DAT im paranoid , imma quit in like a year or 2
(say what) so help me lord.
Niggas on theyre bikes watchin,
They on the clock, so im still gettin it off when the
Block is red hot. Reachin 20 sales wide open im ridin
With it. Sorry that yoou cant see me do it,
I had to get it. We was all hollin bingo but I got
On it. I got fronted me a single I said I want it now
Im peacin out my pack called it two for two.
If I give you somethin over homey that was on the strip,
Yeah Im in it for the long run,
No time limit. They say the drought season gon come,
Yeah right im on bitch , ridin dirty and Im fantom
Hoe Im goin nuts, still aint went and got my licence,
Nope dont give a f*ck. All these rappers out here money
Low, (I know) they know whats up,
When theyre records aint sellin they gotta come see buck, cause I got
Co co cocaine, and imma die in this dope dope dope
Game, im gettin high on this dro dro dro man,
And got no time for these hoes hoes hoes man, f*ck i do my own thing. x2
Writer: CHEEKS, FITTS, PENTTILA, Alex Fitts, Matt Penttila, Wardell Cheeks
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC