[Chorus: Styles P & (Jadakiss)]
Ride with my niggas 'til all of the tires pop (ride)
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block (umm)
Light smoke with my niggas, the high it never stop (light it)
Dope boy dope boy, nigga we getting knots (knots)
Dope boy dope boy, holding up on the Glock (Glock)
Dope boy dope boy, running in all the spots
[Verse 1: Jadakiss & (Styles P)]
Dope boy (dope boy) Mega Montega
Fuck around with me get higher than Heath Ledger
(Ride with my niggas 'til all of us eat better)
Peach coupe on Peach Tree, even got peach leather
(Peach bitch drivin, gettin my street cheddar)
Dope from North to South
Money from South to North, without a loss
(Always dope on deck, no droughts of course) what?!
[Chorus: Styles P & (Jadakiss)]
Ride with my niggas 'til all of the tires pop (ride)
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block (umm)
Light smoke with my niggas, the high it never stop (light it)
Dope boy dope boy, nigga we getting knots (knots)
Dope boy dope boy, holding up on the Glock (Glock)
Dope boy dope boy, running in all the spots
[Verse 2: Jadakiss & (Styles P)]
Uh, I know you see the line outside
(You know what that mean?) I am getting mine outside
(How much a sack?) Well it's a dime outside
(After 12, it's 15) they grind outside
(That dope is from south east Asia)
Cut it quinine or lactose for flavor
(The money ain't right then the thing pop)
I ain't Frank Lucas but this dope came from Bangkok
[Chorus: Styles P & (Jadakiss)]
Ride with my niggas 'til all of the tires pop (ride)
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block (umm)
Light smoke with my niggas, the high it never stop (light it)
Dope boy dope boy, nigga we getting knots (knots)
Dope boy dope boy, holding up on the Glock (Glock)
Dope boy dope boy, running in all the spots
[Verse 3: Jadakiss & (Styles P)]
Same shit that made Ray Charles write them hooks
(Yeah, and Donald Goines write them books)
If its good get it all cause if you got your bunch
(Could become a millionaire in a matter of months, short time)
Profit that you can see off it
Lord forbid (somebody OD off it)
Umm, nothing to a rich nigga
See it's fast money (but the D'll get you rich quicker) yeah
[Chorus: Styles P & (Jadakiss)]
Ride with my niggas 'til all of the tires pop (ride)
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block (umm)
Light smoke with my niggas, the high it never stop (light it)
Dope boy dope boy, nigga we getting knots (knots)
Dope boy dope boy, holding up on the Glock (Glock)
Dope boy dope boy, running in all the spots
