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Artist: T.i. Song: Dope Boi Fresh lyrics Album: Non Album Tracks
verse 1 Yea! A-town nigga a nigga dope Boi fresh in dis polo and guess or the guccI and louie shawty aint nuthin less I keep a piece on my side and some beat in my ride the window up when its hot or when its cold outside the AC blow snowballs drive a bitch up the wall with them plush leather guts steady grippin the butt the paint just drip on the street michael jordan on my feet with a big booty freak to make the pimpin complete I go and pick up big floaty he twistin a swisher slowly bend the corner aint no hatin and all the hoes no me these hoes star struck cause we spendin dem big bucks dis chevy got they attention and fuckin dem hoes up cause I'm chorus: repeat 2X dope Boi fresh, dope Boi dope Boi dope Boi 4x ooo hes so fresh verse 2 BANKHEAD! guess jeans, fresh white tees and a bubble coat ever slang blow all day at da corner sto' serve til ya bar get low go and get some mo nigga trap til da yay get sold, plain and simple ho give a damn if it snows, nigga I don dime day old now five days old wit a big bank roll hit da club and pull six stank hoes brang it back to da trap and move six mo o'z they say his shirt so wrinkled and his kicks so old wit no haircut so I'm hood rich tho ho ya mighta seen me in a chevy I got six mo of those and a direct connect wit a brick fa da low chorus verse 3 every now and then I ride shotgun I done always been fresh since day one wit da rod livers khakis kangols and polos dese other monkey niggaz tacky like hobos dope Boi fresh or should I say razor sharp catch me in action the definition of pimpin hard lately I been on a roll swooped up them old bo jacksons, sky blue on dem hoes white baseball kangol now I'm spiffy hell I might change clothes to dem smoke grey dickies and dem dope Boi nikes thats how a-town kick it and them ghetto hoes like it, even after the fight and I'm chorus (3x) verse 4 I work a crease on dat biiiiitch cuttin hard like a razor sittin rite on dem nikes like a nigga had a tailor always be dead fresh and I just get cause I'm a player catch me in ben hill or cuttin hoes up in decatur always ridin clean keep da chevy sittin rite da 23s be killin hoes and choppin through the nite jumpin out brand new dem tennis shoes white white if I scuff em fuck em chuck em pull a new pair out da biick back hit dat walter wit a stiiick stack scrape dat new shit off da riike (rack) just gimme dat encye and dat falcons throwbiike throwback da number 8 jordan in dat red and bliiick black and a size number seven in dem ben hill heights I stay chorus (til end)