Designer Drugs

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James Clay Jones III (born August 9, 1982), better known by his stage name Boldy James, is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan. His debut album, My 1st Chemistry Set, was released on October 15, 2013. more »

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It's the Jack guy
Yeah

Big city, small China, started a smart timers
Scared to dwell on my past, I got Alzheimers
Totin' my thirty, me and girly pullin' all-nighters
She made me wish I never met her on my Carl Thomas
Droppin' pints of red, poppin' bars for the healin'
But now we pull up Cullinan, stars in the ceilin'
Tipped out reverse, it got me turned up like the power steerin'
She still ain't talkin' 'bout no money, must be hard of hearin'
Laid out the blueprint, how to run up them blue strips
Remember Mach' said if the blow take a three then that's good shit
Come through and flood your time with blues on some Wu shit
Sometimes I do 'em in the city for the two-six
Glock 23, extended twenty-two clip
Big money, heavy weight, skinny as a toothpick
But now we pour exotic pops and burn the finest crust
Sip lines of mud, that's how we know it's designer drugs

That's all we smoke, that's all we pour is designer drugs
Can catch me some where on the West Coast tryna find a plug
We'll get it off the boat, that's all we want is designer drugs
That's all we want, that's all we know is them designer drugs

Tapped in with Calico, I really landslide with thugs
I ain't your Average Joe, my killers will shut down your hood
Brodie your wig out and shoot up the whole entire club
Who want smoke with us, they know that we some damn fire bugs
Tired of explaining' to my ho that this been how I was
Before I met you, so don't say it if it's out of love
She know I got that glow, she know I got a lotta love
The love I got for bro, this ain't that same kinda love
Ballin' outta control, condemn near by the club
All of the money on the globe but still can't buy you love
I got love for all of my locs, most of my family bloods
He always thought he was gon' blow his landmine to dust
Take it apart, put it back right together how it was
Make a couple dollars, bitches say you goin' Hollywood
Real hustler, I can sell a vampire blood
Stepped on it in Prada, now they callin' it designer drugs

That's all we smoke, that's all we pour is designer drugs
Can catch me some where on the West Coast tryna find a plug
We'll get it off the boat, that's all we want is designer drugs
That's all we want, that's all we know is them designer drugs

All this shit about money, nigga
This prison shit, like slavery
Nigga, you gotta buy your freedom back, you know I mean
Like, nigga, you know how many niggas'll be home if they had some paper, nigga
Yes, sir
Yeah, nigga, this shit is, but you already know, nigga
Since the, the first case you caught, nigga
Shit, you know I know, shit
Nigga, this is all about money, dawg
Whoever said, "Crime pays," don't really understand, nigga
Crime is a business, nigga
Police get paid off of it, judges get paid off of it
Lawyers get paid off of it, prosecutors get paid off of it
You feel me? Crime pay like a motherfucker, nigga

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