Dope Boy

[Intro: Meek Mill] (Cuff your chick) You heard that They call me Meek Milly aka Mr. Philadelphia And as my nigga Big Re would say If you don't like it kill your fucking self nigga [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I got my first eight ball and I went bananas Cause I started flipping like them little mini cameras Turned that to a quarter turned a quarter into a half Somebody tell them niggas with them bricks up on their ass First time I seen them whip it was my nigga Smooch When I was broke he used to tell me go and get the loot Niggas ain't riding they pussy cause they pick and choose Hit you in your head you go in shock just like you're Pikachu I see you chasing around them bitches trying to fit the [?] That's why I'm at the dealer now trying to pick the coupe Cause y'all was at the club and I was at the trap Shit I was patient wasn't rushing like no running back Shit I was waiting cause I had that money coming back Put them youngins out there with that work and they was running back Ya I'm like what you know about it Ask them niggas about me in my hood they know I'm about it I got it Selling anything to make a profit Hustle like a muhfucking nigga in the projects Money on my mind and my muhfucking conscience Cause I'm going to get it nigga tell me if you with it nigga [Hook: Meek Mill] (x2) I'm a dope boy I do dope boy shit All these karats in my bezel that's a dope boy wrist I can turn a one into a two that's my dope boy trick See that bad bitch standing there that's my dope boy bitch [Verse 2: Mel Love] Six on your head shot All these niggas sleeping on me about to get their bed rocked All these niggas creeping on me about to get your egg shot Gun his ass down and his ass until his head pop Compact [?] with a ladder and a red dot Slide up on them niggas ask them niggas what their bread bout Nigga where that bread at Make them niggas cash out Soon as them niggas pass off we back off and stamp out I mean I be on a cash route Get it on a fast route Get it then we mash out Ask me what my past bout Big twenties the pass out Fucking with them bitches tipped them brought my whole stash out I hit my nect up he be like what now I be like six points he be like touch down We head hunting you should duck down Or get bucked down when we bust around [Hook: Meek Mill] (x2) [Verse 3: Mike Tucker] Well I'm the dope boy Wearing Gucci and that Louie boy Money up to here but unemployed Still selling them squares so my pockets getting bigger "Are you really that nigga that count it?" Yea I'm that nigga I got it if you show it I don't care whoever know it See my bitch all in the mall and its my money she be blowing While I back up at the spot got an order for a block Got to get that shit together cause the money never stop Got the [?] in handy and I'm about to take a point He won't even know what's missing I'm the man up in the kitchen And I got these niggas fishing got their [?] all in they hands But I got to hit the store cause I need another can Now I'm in Home Depot about to cop some acetone And I ain't removing paint I'm about to put you on Told my cousin bring the press I'm about to make it stretch Show you how to get that money that's a dope boy at his best [Hook: Meek Mill] (x2)