Every evening you will find him around our neighbourhood.
It's the old dope peddler, that we know by doing good

Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like muthaufckin ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like muthafuckin ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like muthaufckin' ho you don't know me

I said I pull up to that club like muthafuckin' ho you don't know me
Most of my niggas got gold teeth
Most of my bitches got tattoos
Most of my niggas think cash rules
And I mess up hair dos like it's a pair of shoes
And I need a pair of shoes when I'm up there
I'm in the trap 'cause I work there

Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like muthaufckin ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like muthafuckin ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like muthaufckin' ho you don't know me

When the shades of night are falling,
Comes a fellow everyone knows.
It's the old dope peddler, spreading joy wherever he goes

See what these bitches looking like
Stick in all crooked like
Louie V is my kyrptonite
Take ya bitch and I give her back
Give her this and I give her that
Fine wine and lobster tail
Candle light and Kristette Michelle
Look at the pussy and play kiss and tell
Fix her hair then fix her nails
Even pay a few bills
Way I'm running shit man I should have a shoe deal
And my whole crew ill
Pockets on fat burger
Going so hard you'd think I mixed the Viagra with the Soda
Staying focused, it's Yolla Hill
Black and white ice polar bear
You hold her hand and I hold her hair
I pull her close and put it there

Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like muthaufckin ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like muthafuckin ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like muthaufckin' ho you don't know me

When the shades of night are falling,
Comes a fellow everyone knows.
It's the old dope peddler, spreading joy wherever he goes

End up riding fo' deep
Muthafuckin' ho you don't know me
Muthafuckin' ho you don't know me
End up riding fo' deep

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Writer(s): SHONDRAE CRAWFORD, SONTI BROWN, TAUHEED EPPS