Yeah
Ok, I'm strapped
Get 'em
Black hat, black shades, black diamonds, oh, behave
No, he can't with the seats back
Got the paint job, tho'
And the fu***** seats cracked
I'm a D-boy, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm a D-boy, bit**, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm gone
Thinking of a masta plan
I get money but I'm thinking of a fasta plan
I'm trying to cash it in
I got 5 in that garbage can
And the wrap saran, I need cash advance
See, I know three sold, the other two a jam
I'ma sit on one and whip the other one much as I can
Hot a** fuc**** sadan, windows rolled down no sound
Them bricks got the speakers drowned
I ain't listening for sh** but sirens
I ain't trying to get to my ships sunk fu** you pirates
I'll touch you cowards, it ain't nuthing to a boss
The ni**az in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost ni**a
Take a loss ni**a
S S five, five all black with the top chopped off dat
Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at
I ain't trying to prove nuttin', I'm jus trying to move somethin'
I'm a D-boy, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm a D-boy, bit**, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm gone
See, we cooking up a thousand grams
I'm in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans
Triple color with the platinum jam
50 birds, homeboy in the back of a van
A hundred grand in rubber bands
We got them birds in the coffee cans
We got the whips wit the extra clips
Got bit**es outta state, ni**az flipping them bricks
Been in the caddy, been in the alley
Ni**a been on the block
Right in front of Mrs. Gladdies
Ni**a know about hustlin', know about stuntin'
Did the curb serving shyned every summer
Been on front, been in the back
Ni**a roll wit duck tape and ride wit the mac
We see these haters like fu** them ni**az
We made men millionaire hustling our nature
I'm a D-boy, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm a D-boy, bit**, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm gone
8 a.m., open my eyes
Yeah, kick my bit**, tell her open the blinds
And I'm, over the stove at 9
Yeah, I'm cooking breakfast for the block then I let her cook mine
Yeah, quick line in the bathroom before we bounce
Not me, I mean her she go a day a ounce, damn
Y'all pray for her while I'm at the bus station
In the Bentley sitting low as I wait for her
I'm getting dough, I'm a paper boy, I will take ya
For the right paper boy, I will take her
Shake her, tape her, waist up
Send her to the money, she be back before I wake up
Get cha cake up, y'all ni**az lame ducks
Ya probably get ya game up when I'm giving the game up
My name Wayne what? Hot boy flame up
You ni**az trying to change up and I'm getting my change up
I'm a D-boy, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm a D-boy, bit**, I'm a D-boy
I'm a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov
For them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
I'm gone