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Brooke Valentine Miscellaneous D-Girl Artist: Brooke Valentine Song: D-Girl (Dope Girl) Lyrics: [Pimp C Intro:] 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 aint 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 [Verse 1:] I got a dude hes the flyest in these streets Down on the corner got the block full of heat Lookin for a girl that dont run her mouth She aint a hoe all over town He can call me baby, he can call me his boo But he call me D-girl, cuz I got that oooh [Pre-Hook:] Damn the fiends start runnin' When they hear the D-girl comin' [Hook:] Oh they cant control it trol it trol it I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl thats why they on me I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl got em like dope fiends [Verse 2:] I got that ice cream thats what they say Got them boys runnin to they 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 hes down to ride [Pre-Hook:] Damn the fiends start runnin' When they hear the D-girl comin' [Hook:] Oh they cant control it trol it trol it I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl thats why they on me I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl got em like dope fiends [Bridge:] I know you want some of what I can serve They keep comin back Cuz my block is so hot [Pimp C Rap:] I make my records for them boys With the golds in they mouth The thugs on parole with them Os in they house The niggas with the heart In the glassy, glassy soft Spent my last fifteen years representin for the south Im a OG rock balla, twenty chop crawla Young girl bout to choose a pimp Man aint 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 [Breakdown:] I know what you really want from me I know what you really think y'all need You already know who I be The D-girl betta know this V.P. [Hook:] Oh they cant control it trol it trol it I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl thats why they on me I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl got em like dope fiends I know you want some They keep comin back Dope girl, Dope girl (Subliminal!) Dope girl, Dope girl Dope girl, Dope girl |
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