Juggaholics!
This not normal living
This a jugg house
Run in here, ima get that n*gga like a cookout
I love my b*tch
She tote her own gun, she my lookout
1-800-Dopeman, you know I bring the goods out
This not normal living
This a jugg house
Run in here, ima get that n*gga like a cookout
I love my b*tch
She tote her own gun, she my lookout
1-800-Dopeman, you know I bring the goods out
Aye, looking for the drugs call us
3am you hit the dopeman, yes I'm still up
And... b*tch you know the drugs are us
Kicking dust 'til I'm rich as f*ck
My b*tch can't even fuss
If you a trap n*gga, let me see ya hands up
What you got up in yo kitchen
N*gga weigh them grams up
F*ck n*ggas go against us
We gone get his grandma...
All my fiends love me, they wait for me like I'm Santa
Gah damn... here they come again
I'm the dopeman
I got 50 in this tec, it ain't no damn reloading
Got the cane like a old man
My chain golden
My b*tch is brown call her melanin
Run and tell yo friends
(Aye)
This not normal living
This a jugg house
Run in here, ima get that n*gga like a cookout
I love my b*tch
She tote her own gun, she my lookout
1-800-Dopeman, you know I bring the goods out
This not normal living
This a jugg house
Run in here, ima get that n*gga like a cookout
I love my b*tch
She tote her own gun, she my lookout
1-800-Dopeman, you know I bring the goods out