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Stove God Cooks - Dope lyrics

Artist: Stove God Cooks

album: Dope


Duffle bag full of dope money
All my niggas counting dope money (niggas counting dope money)
Dope money
They want to kill me for that dope money (for that dope money)
Plastic on the kilo peel, I start getting chills
When you built your shit from nothing, that's a different feel
When they sentence you in months, boy that's a different deal
I'm counting down my nigga, fed time on a Richard Mille
Green numbers in the matrix tripping the code
Alexander slick boot footprints on the coke
They say you made it when you in brunch pictures with Hov
I know I made it when we had 20 bricks on the stove
This shit feeling like an extra win
My freshman cover was in a parking lot with them Mexicans
My dawgs say, "Can you bring it home without doing the extra shit?"
You forgot they put a ring on Richard Jefferson (Jefferson)
Stove Jesus rose up on the third (third)
Balenciaga fur, back to whipping work (work)
I'm thinking 'bout the clean up 'fore we do the dirt
Birds out the parking lot of the church (church)
Came up off of dope money (of dope money)
Mama crib full of dope money (of dope money)
Big bird, big dope money (big dope money)
Big steppin' with that dope money (dope money)
My daughter's mink dragging off that dope money (dope money)
Dope money (dope money)
Dope money (dope money), eh
Dope got me to the boat
Ballin' like Steve Francis
Truck bulletproof like Francis the Pope
Dope money lost a lotta dogs in the field
Pourin' liquor for my homies gone, need a liquor deal
When you gone, ain't shit changed
All he do is put rose in the garden like a Knicks game (Knicks game)
And I don't know who's addict the worst (worst)
Me to this money or these fiends to this work (work)
Here, a nickel worth more than your five senses
Even Five Percenters pay their managers that ten percent
Low through the Bay, R.I.P. to Mac Dre (Dre)
Dope man, dope man, Eazy-E and Dr. Dre (Dre)
101 Chronic to that dope money
I ain't come from Africa to sit in Attica (Attica)
Jerusalem put up walls ready for last days (last days)
I be feeling like I'm on the block slangin' weight (woo!)
Sacrifice for that dope money (ah)
Feed my family with that dope money (ah)
It was nothing but that dope money (ah)
Nothing worked but that dope money (ah)
Now my niggas on with that dope money (dope money)
Dope money (dope money)
Dope money (dope money)
Montana
Dope money

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