D-Girl (Brooke Valentine ft. Pimp C)

D-Girl (DopeGirl)

Brooke Valentine

Composição: Indisponível

Subliminal!

Naw'm talkin' bout

It's going down!

Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones)

Brooke Valentine (Brooke Valentine)

Naw'm talkin' bout

(Pimp C rap)

My car candy coated, never voted

At the age seventeen, to the game I was quoted

Got a whole foreign tree in my flyest spur

My neck froze, and fire worth my coat and shoes mink fur

Y'all niggas ain't no pitbulls, you curred out

I'm Sweet Jones bitch and you ain't what this shit about

About is Pimp C and the princess of the south

Chunkin it up for that Texas lettin 'em see them blades chop

Verese 1 (Brooke)

I got a dude he's the flyest in these streets

Down on the corner got the block full of heat

Lookin' for a girl that don't run her mouth

She ain't a ho all over town

He can call me baby, he can call me his boo

But he call me dope girl, cuz I got that oooh

(Bridge)

Damn the fiends start runnin'

When they hear the dope girl comin'

(Hook)

Oh they can't control it 'trol it 'trol it

I got that crack and they want it want it want it

So why you askin (Who Dat?) who I be

I be that dope girl

That's why they on me

I got these fiends yeah they runnin runnin runnin

I'm like that crack and they want it want it want it

So why you askin (Who Dat?) who I be

I be that dope girl

Got 'em like dope fiends

Verse 2

I got that ice cream that's what they say

Got them boys runnin to the yard for me

I drive 'em wild, make 'em crazy

Got 'em sprung, want me to be they baby (mama)

But I keep him satisfied

Mess with his bottom chick and yeah he's down to ride

(Bridge)

Damn the fiends start runnin'

When they hear the dope girl comin'

(Hook)

Oh they can't control it 'trol it 'trol it

I got that crack and they want it want it want it

So why you askin (Who Dat?) who I be

I be that dope girl

That's why they on me

I got these fiends yeah they runnin runnin runnin

I'm like that crack and they want it want it want it

So why you askin (Who Dat?) who I be

I be that dope girl

Got 'em like dope fiends

I know you want some of what I am serving

They keep comin' back

Cuz my block is so hot

(Pimp C Rap)

I make my records for them boys with the golds in the mouth

The thugs on parole with them O's in they house

The niggas with the heart in the glassy, glassy soft

Spent my last fifteen years representin' for the south

I'm a OG rock balla, twenty chop crawla

Young girl bout to choose a pimp, man ain't no need to stall her

I wish that all on I-10, put my life on the line

Now young Pimp is goin' platinum with miss Brooke Valentine

(Brooke)

I know what you niggas want from me

I know what you niggas think y'all need

You already know who I be

I'm like dope and y'all like dope fiends

(Hook)

Oh they can't control it 'trol it trol it

I got that crack and they want it want it want it

So why you askin (Who Dat?) who I be

I be that dope girl

That's why they on me

I got these fiends yeah they runnin runnin runnin

I'm like that crack and they want it want it want it

So why you askin (Who Dat?) who I be

I be that dope girl

Got 'em like dope fiends

I know you want some

They keep comin back

Dope girl, Dope girl

Dope girl, Dope girl

Dope girl, Dope girl

Dope girl, Dope girl

Dope girl, Dope girl

Dope girl, Dope girl