It might be your wife and it might make you sick
If people out there not hip to the fact
Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock
If people out there, not hip to the fact
Lex around my wrist in 18K Heaven
Dopeman, Dopeman
Don't get high off your own supply
She like his car, and he get with her
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Doing that crack with all the money you got
(From a ounce to a key)
Let that slide, and you pay it no mine
Find that he's slappin' you all the time
If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker
Aw shit, one time
Strawberry, just look and you'll see her
Dopeman, Dopeman
She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows
Ballin' everyday, doing more drug deals
If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick"
Dopeman, Dopeman
But he didn't care, 'cause she ain't nothing but a smoker
But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea
(Man, fuck that shit)
Strawberry is a girl, sellin' pussy for crack to the
Fienin' for a hit, and you lookin' for more
Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty
Dopeman, Dopeman
Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe
Bitches clockin' on my dick twenty four seven
You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman
Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four
Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty
(Yo fuck that shit, who am I)
Plus I'm makin' money, keepin' baseheads waitin'
Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut
(I'll get ya back)
(Tryna get this cheese, man)
If you see somebody gettin' money for crack, he's the
If people out there, not hip to the fact
Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick
Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels
He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you
The Dopeman
Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her
Got a black eye, 'cause the Dopeman hit her
(From a ounce to a key)
She fuck the whole damn crew
Live in Inglewood, California, CA.
This oozy up your ass if i don't get paid
(Man fuck that shit)
Juice that fool for as much as you can
Smokin' like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you
From a Key to a G, it's all about money
Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker
But that's okay, 'cause hes so rich
Dopeman, Dopeman
Niggas beggin' for credit, I'm knockin' out teeth
(Tryna stack me a grip)
That's the way it go, that's the name of the game
Dopeman, Dopeman
And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch
Young niggas gettin' over by slangin' caine
(Cluckers riding my dick)
Roll the six four with all gold Daytons
Dopeman, Dopeman
Clockin' much dollars on the first and fifteenth
Good lookin' out, for showin' love
Dopeman, Dopeman
(Cookin' much as I can)
Dopeman, Dopeman
To be a Dopeman, boy you must qualify
(Mack front me a sack)
Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up
Dopeman, Dopeman
There's another girl in the Dopeman's life
Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife
The Dopeman said, "Cluck, I don't give shit
(Yeah, that's me)
If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack, I'm the
Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free
Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you
On your hands and knees searchin' for a piece of rock
Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin' chips
"Dopeman, please can I have another hit"
Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick
You sit and cry, if the Dopeman strike you
Dopeman, Dopeman
