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Jim Jones

Joseph Guillermo Jones II (born July 15, 1976), better known by his stage name Jim Jones, is an American rapper and original member of The Diplomats, also known as Dipset. He is Co-CEO of Diplomat Records. Jones is also a noted video director under the name CAPO, for artists including Cam'ron, Remy Ma, and State Property. more »

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She wanna dope boy, dope, dope boy
She wanna dope boy, dope, dope boy
She wanna dope boy, dope, dope boy
Hey yo, big Bern', what's good?
We ain't get up in these hills by accident
Nigga
Lotta niggas talkin' it but ain't livin', man
But we ain't got nothin' to talk about
We see everything, nigga
Meet me at the dock, we gon' race for Yachts
Nigga water wave
You move better, you do better (facts)
Dipset (Kill, kill)
(Kill, kill) let's go, uhh

I get to it, see I'm not the one to lollygag
Body bag
You gettin' money, word? Take a polygraph
I don't believe you
The cars ain't matchin' your stories
All startin' to bore me
I'm in the clutch like Horry
I was clickin' chicken and had
The season like Lawry's
You still sellin' three-point-five
For the forty? Please, outlet call me Felipe
Keys of courtesy of Enrique, my
That means Killa turned nerds into guerrillas
Turn wave right into skrilla
Cocaine to chinchilla (yeah, I did)
I've retired but sometimes it's still a hobby
You only drugged someone when you
Was on your Bill Cosby nigga

The ex made a million of a job
Wrapped it up and let it
Sit behind the sheet rock black bag bandit's

I'm runnin' through these M's
I'm sick from the dust, I'm naucious
These rubber bands around these
Twenties all stuck (it's old money)
I could fit a hunnid fifty boxes on the truck
Yeah, that's forty-five plus if
It get there untouched (forty-five mil')
Pick me up from when the jet lands
Black bags in my Louis bag
Fresh from San Fran' (straight from the Bay)
What's a ticket? Stop askin'
All three trucks pulled up
I'm try'na bring back Branson
(what up, legend?)
Bust down dancin', never been platinum
No gold plaques but I got a gold handgun
(handgun) i used to lose boxes and
Struggled 'til I land one
F*ck it, send a half ton
I swear this is my last one yeah

She want a dope nigga that do numbers
She want a dope nigga that do numbers
She want a dope nigga that do numbers (facts)
She want a dope nigga that do numbers

She want a dope boy, told her I'm a dope man
Foreign cars I love those
Whippin' 'em with both hands
Waitin' for the pack to touch
Lookin' for the postman
We was in momma's hut cookin'
Up the coke grams
Trips to the Bay comin' back with the load
Niggas from our gang
You know the mac will explode
If it wasn't for the rap
I'd probably trap across the globe
These niggas say they gangsters
A star stackin' on the code
Had my '97's on runnin' through the housin'
We was still sellin' drugs
Through the early 2000's
I drop a few thousands on water and the peace
Ain't nobody ridin' shotty
Just my forty in the seat

She want a dope nigga that do numbers
She want a dope nigga that do numbers
She want a dope nigga that do numbers
She want a dope nigga that do numbers

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