Song parody of
Dope Man
by JerMari
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I got em marking da calendar
They wanna see what I do
Really don’t have any challengers
Unless you counting da coupe
I don’t be paying for studio time I go to sleep in da booth
I need da money before I arrive or I’ll be chucking a deuce
Booty don’t fit in her pants
She got a giant caboose
Shordy know Mari da man
That’s why she lying to you
Da fuck is you trying to do?
I got more pressure than the dope man
Middle finger to a fuck boy, nigga both hands
God damn
I know you smell da cologne
Recently Mari been busy with setting up play via cellular phone
Niggas be hating can tell by they tone
Hit up my plug he like Karl Malone
Nice with da postage, I been a locust
Running through shrubbery feeding my dome
Dogging these bitches they eat up my bone
Scoreboard took a seat on da throne
Show em da vision if they cannot see it then fuck it my nigga just reup alone
Saving up money too G for a loan
Thinking bout life while I chief out a cone
Me and my mother was beefing at home
Said I ain’t living up to my potential
Ain’t bouta sit here and say that she wrong
Universe seeing how bad do you want it, gotta go through all these hardships
Niggas be wanting success but don’t ever finish whenever they start shit
I’m loading my bread on da smart trip, da metro been making me car sick
You know if I lose it I’m getting it back like I got da blood of a starfish
Came out my home (Mahome) like I’m Patrick, huh?
Going through goal like a hat trick, huh?
Balling til I’m geriatric, huh?
Keep me a stick under mattress, yuh!
All of that shit you was typing on Twitter, you really bout all dat action, huh?
Saw him in person he no longer wit it, guessing that you was just acting, huh?
I got em marking da calendar
They wanna see what I do
Really don’t have any challengers
Unless you counting da coupe
I don’t be paying for studio time I go to sleep in da booth
I need da money before I arrive or I’ll be chucking a deuce
Booty don’t fit in her pants
She got a giant caboose
Shordy know Mari da man
That’s why she lying to you
Da fuck is you trying to do?
I got more pressure than the dope man
Middle finger to a fuck boy, nigga both hands
God damn
I got em marking da calendar
They wanna see what I do
Really don’t have any challengers
Unless you counting da coupe
I don’t be paying for studio time I go to sleep in da booth
I need da money before I arrive or I’ll be chucking a deuce
Booty don’t fit in her pants
She got a giant caboose
Shordy know Mari da man
That’s why she lying to you
Da fuck is you trying to do?
I got more pressure than the dope man
Middle finger to a fuck boy, nigga both hands
God damn
I know you smell da cologne
Recently Mari been busy with setting up play via cellular phone
Niggas be hating can tell by they tone
Hit up my plug he like Karl Malone
Nice with da postage, I been a locust
Running through shrubbery feeding my dome
Dogging these bitches they eat up my bone
Scoreboard took a seat on da throne
Show em da vision if they cannot see it then fuck it my nigga just reup alone
Saving up money too G for a loan
Thinking bout life while I chief out a cone
Me and my mother was beefing at home
Said I ain’t living up to my potential
Ain’t bouta sit here and say that she wrong
Universe seeing how bad do you want it, gotta go through all these hardships
Niggas be wanting success but don’t ever finish whenever they start shit
I’m loading my bread on da smart trip, da metro been making me car sick
You know if I lose it I’m getting it back like I got da blood of a starfish
Came out my home (Mahome) like I’m Patrick, huh?
Going through goal like a hat trick, huh?
Balling til I’m geriatric, huh?
Keep me a stick under mattress, yuh!
All of that shit you was typing on Twitter, you really bout all dat action, huh?
Saw him in person he no longer wit it, guessing that you was just acting, huh?
I got em marking da calendar
They wanna see what I do
Really don’t have any challengers
Unless you counting da coupe
I don’t be paying for studio time I go to sleep in da booth
I need da money before I arrive or I’ll be chucking a deuce
Booty don’t fit in her pants
She got a giant caboose
Shordy know Mari da man
That’s why she lying to you
Da fuck is you trying to do?
I got more pressure than the dope man
Middle finger to a fuck boy, nigga both hands
God damn
