C-Mob - Dope Boy lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[C-Mob - Dope Boy lyrics]
Dope boy getting dope money (x20)
My lyrics are the cocaine
The beat is like the baking soda
Pro Tools is the Pyrex and
Now we're taking over
My engineer is like the water
Gets it mixed together
I'm hot as hell but cold as
Ice I'll rock this shit forever
It's time to push my product
With the proper execution
I went from small town
To nationwide distribution
My moves are calculated
Don't fuck with my timetable
I got a package in the
Plastic with the spine labeled
See I'm all about making money
Doing what I love to do
But this game'll treat you funny man
You can catch a slug or two
But, I take it serious
This music's not a game to me
And I've been successful with it
So now they label me
Lyrically I drop missiles
Y'all don't even pop pistols
My music makes you hot like
Cluckers when the rock sizzles
Burn you like hot griddles
Leave you in the hospital
Fuck with my money you'll see
Rifles that are not little
When I cock that thang back, better hope
You're not what I aim at
I push and I hustle my music because it's so
Dope you can say that I slang crack
Distribute my product to the masses
Now they loving it, got they
Heads ringing now they feinding for
Another hit, gutter shit
Better get back on my
Business steady struggling
All about chasing my paper because
This life can be
So troubling, gotta keep my pockets bubbling
Regardless man it's all G
I do this dope music daily
So now they call me
Studio's the kitchen
The booth is like the stovetop i don't stop
Whipping music making songs drop
Call shots, made it ma, look at me I'm on top
Off top, y'all are fruiter than cough drops
Better get back if you wanna try
And sidetrack me making my dividends
Nothing is stopping me it's making
Me motivated never giving in
Living in madness outlandish that's
Why I brandish weapons
My lyrics are the cocaine
The beat is like the baking soda
Pro Tools is the Pyrex and
Now we're taking over
My engineer is like the water
Gets it mixed together
I'm hot as hell but cold as
Ice I'll rock this shit forever
It's time to push my product
With the proper execution
I went from small town
To nationwide distribution
My moves are calculated
Don't fuck with my timetable
I got a package in the
Plastic with the spine labeled
See I'm all about making money
Doing what I love to do
But this game'll treat you funny man
You can catch a slug or two
But, I take it serious
This music's not a game to me
And I've been successful with it
So now they label me
Lyrically I drop missiles
Y'all don't even pop pistols
My music makes you hot like
Cluckers when the rock sizzles
Burn you like hot griddles
Leave you in the hospital
Fuck with my money you'll see
Rifles that are not little
When I cock that thang back, better hope
You're not what I aim at
I push and I hustle my music because it's so
Dope you can say that I slang crack
Distribute my product to the masses
Now they loving it, got they
Heads ringing now they feinding for
Another hit, gutter shit
Better get back on my
Business steady struggling
All about chasing my paper because
This life can be
So troubling, gotta keep my pockets bubbling
Regardless man it's all G
I do this dope music daily
So now they call me
Studio's the kitchen
The booth is like the stovetop i don't stop
Whipping music making songs drop
Call shots, made it ma, look at me I'm on top
Off top, y'all are fruiter than cough drops
Better get back if you wanna try
And sidetrack me making my dividends
Nothing is stopping me it's making
Me motivated never giving in
Living in madness outlandish that's
Why I brandish weapons