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Brooke Valentine Miscellaneous D-Girl Artist: Brooke Valentine Song: D-Girl (Dope Girl) Lyrics: [Pimp C Intro:] Subliminal! Naw'm talkin' bout It's going down! Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones) Brooke Valentine (Brooke Valentine) Naw'm talkin' bout [Pimp C Rap:] My car candy coated, never voted At the age seventeen To the game I was quoted Got a whole foreign tree in my flyest spur My neck froze, and fire Worth my coat and shoes mink fur Y'all niggas ain�t no pitbulls, you curred out I'm Sweet Jones bitch and You ain't what this shit about About is Pimp C and the princess of the south Chunkin it up for that Texas Lettin �em see them blades chop [Verse 1:] I got a dude he�s the flyest in these streets Down on the corner got the block full of heat Lookin� for a girl that don�t run her mouth She ain�t a hoe all over town He can call me baby, he can call me his boo But he call me D-girl, cuz I got that oooh [Pre-Hook:] Damn the fiends start runnin' When they hear the D-girl comin' [Hook:] Oh they can�t control it �trol it �trol it I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl that�s why they on me I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl got �em like dope fiends [Verse 2:] I got that ice cream that�s what they say Got them boys runnin� to they yard for me I drive �em wild, make �em crazy Got �em sprung, want me to be they baby (Mama) But I keep him satisfied Mess with his bottom chick and yeah he�s down to ride [Pre-Hook:] Damn the fiends start runnin' When they hear the D-girl comin' [Hook:] Oh they can�t control it �trol it �trol it I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl that�s why they on me I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl got �em like dope fiends [Bridge:] I know you want some of what I can serve They keep comin� back Cuz my block is so hot [Pimp C Rap:] I make my records for them boys With the golds in they mouth The thugs on parole with them O�s in they house The niggas with the heart In the glassy, glassy soft Spent my last fifteen years representin� for the south I�m a OG rock balla, twenty chop crawla Young girl bout to choose a pimp Man ain�t no need to stall her I wish that all on I-10, put my life on the line Now young Pimp is goin' Platinum with miss Brooke Valentine [Breakdown:] I know what you really want from me I know what you really think y'all need You already know who I be The D-girl betta know this V.P. [Hook:] Oh they can�t control it �trol it �trol it I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl that�s why they on me I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin I got the game and they want it, want it, want it So why you askin (Who Dat?) Who I be I be that D-girl got �em like dope fiends I know you want some They keep comin� back Dope girl, Dope girl (Subliminal!) Dope girl, Dope girl Dope girl, Dope girl |
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