DopeBoysAtAllStarWeekend

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Locker room they getting ready, all jury called, getting heavy Fish nets and them high heels, we team Louis, we team Gucci No Pelle, all Bentley's, no Chevy's, all titties No bellies, all yella's, black tats and they ass clapping Looking deadly and that pole clean, stage name and a nose ring Shoeboxes like four weeks from four blocks, bring the whole thing Basketball money is so long, rap money only lasts four songs Dope money, still a king here and they cornered us so they go home Killers lurk and they chillin', camera man, he feel me Feeling good, I'm feeling, my mama watch my children Security know that we dealing, lights all in that ceiling DJ let them hoes know, dope money in the building [Hook: Gizzle & Lupe Fiasco] They ain't really out here getting paid But these niggas out here rapping my life I been in the trap all day but your hoes be on the back all night Dope money in the building, dope money in the building Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope money in the building Dope money in the building, dope money in the building Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope money in the building Dope money in the building [Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] Now rap boy come show respect to that lifestyle that he rap 'bout Basketball player don't know it yet but that car came from that trap house That platinum card mean good credit, but street credit don't max out A elegant little strip tease, and when you ask some tricks they lapse out Bentley trunk in that raffle, call the troops and let the city shine Send a bottle to my rival and then we send a bottle back over to mine She super loose, she super fine, doing loopty-loops in those pole climbs And rap come through get a song drop, and the real shit play, all the way Them hood girls know the whole rhyme, connect here and we chilling D.A. they filming, I ain't going cause I'm brilliant Kilo, quarter million, no free throws, no spinach Such a feeling when it's dope money in the building [Hook] [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] It's so sick, you can feel the presence when you here Basketball player 'bout to fall in love with that little girl But that's her job, head over here Do it, don't interfere with these lights and music help engineer These money motivated romances that a pay your rent for like a whole year What you thought it was lil' nigga, what you thought was the goal here Devil all up in this bitch, that's why I ain't bring my soul here My partner happy on parole here, I stand up and get a cold stare Byproduct of them drug times, if we leave then the club dies Girls don't want us going nowhere, coat check cause it's cold here Girls don't want us going nowhere, coat check cause it's cold here Now they gotta just kick it with the lames And maybe pop it for some tickets to the game Damn, drogas