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Dopeman Music (B. James)


Look at this little n**** man...
Hey T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shorty what's happenin'?
Hey man can you give me a ride home man?
Man it's
Look at this little nigga man...
Hey T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shorty what's happenin'?
Hey man can you give me a ride home man?
Man it's
Look at this little nigga, man
Ay T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shawty, what's happenin'?
Ay man can you give me a ride home, man?
Man, it's
* this song also appears on "In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap"

What's up dog? 
What you need nigga?
Aw shit one time!

It was once said by a man
* this song also appears on "In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap"

What's up dog? 
What you need nigga?
Aw shit one time!

It was once said by a man
* this song also appears on "In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap"

What's up dog? 
What you need nigga?
Aw shit one time!

It was once said by a man
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please can I have another hit
The dope man said cluck I don't give a shit
If your girl kneels
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit 
Dope man please can I have another hit 
The dope man said cluck I don't give a shit 
If your girl
by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please can I have another hit
The dope man said cluck I don't give a s***
If your girl kneels
by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups
Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that
Bitch, step back and don't try to jack
"But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit?"
No, hoe but
by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups
La Bamba by Valens Richie
Para bailar la bamba 
Para bailar la bamba 
Se necesita una poca de gracia 
a Una poca de gracia para mi para ti 
ya
hang open
Freak what you looking at
A true pimp I seen it in her camp
Full time party lifer dance floora
Dopeman's bitch average club goer
Shake it
'Tis the gift to be simple
'Tis the gift to be free
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in the place just
now?
Things goin alright, we a family now
Got the dopeman Nikes and the Starter coat
Only nigga in school with the dopeman rope
Pull the joint two
first time in jail nigga gone need some friends 
By the way youngster what's your name 

You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman
La Bamba by Valens Richie
Para bailar la bamba 
Para bailar la bamba 
Se necesita una poca de gracia 
a Una poca de gracia para mi para ti 
ya
the dough and think about me
Oh yeah

Do re mi fa so la ti
Lets get together and make whoopee
A b c d e f g
Cupids shootin' arrows straight by me

Do
hang open
Freak what you looking at
A true pimp I seen it in her camp
Full time party lifer dance floora
Dopeman's bitch average club goer
Shake it
But I pass right by ya, I will not stop, I won't retire

I came, I saw, I conquered (OK) with no big names
No fame, no celebrity sponsors
Just
I have heard of a land
On the far away strand
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high
Where we never shall die
'Tis a land
[Mr. Bigg, toned down voice, Chorus X3]
Your friends ain't shit
Your sister ain't shit
And you ain't nothin' but a dopeman bitch

[Mr. Bigg in
Fructus ventris tui jesus

Ave maria
Maiden mild
Ah listen to a maidens prayer
For thou canst hear amid the wild

'Tis thou
'Tis thou can't save