Brooke Valentine

(feat. Pimp C)
[Pimp C Intro:]
Subliminal!
Nawm talkin bout
Its going down!
Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones)
Brooke Valentine (Brooke Valentine)
Nawm 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
Yall niggas aint no pitbulls, you curred out
Im Sweet Jones bitch and
You aint 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 hes the flyest in these streets
Down on the corner got the block full of heat
Lookin for a girl that dont run her mouth
She aint a hoe all over town
He can call me baby, he can call me his boo
But he call me dope girl, cuz I got that oooh
[Pre-Hook:]
Damn the fiends start runnin
When they hear the Dope girl comin
[Hook:]
Oh they cant control it trol it trol it
I got the crack and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat) Who I be
I be that Dope girl thats why they on me
I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin
I got the crack and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat) Who I be
I be that Dope girl got em like dope fiends
[Verse 2:]
I got that ice cream thats 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 hes down to ride
[Pre-Hook:]
Damn the fiends start runnin
When they hear the D-ope girl comin
[Hook:]
Oh they cant control it trol it trol it
I got the crack and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat) Who I be
I be that Dope girl thats why they on me
I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin
I got the crack and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat) Who I be
I be that Dope 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
Os in they house
The niggas with the heart
In the glassy, glassy soft
Spent my last fifteen years representin for the south
Im a OG rock balla, twenty chop crawla
Young girl bout to choose a pimp
Man aint 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 niggas want from me
I know what you niggas think yall need
You already know who I be
Im like dope and yall like dope fiends
[Hook:]
Oh they cant control it trol it trol it
I got the crack and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat) Who I be
I be that Dope girl thats why they on me
I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin
I got the crack and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat) Who I be
I be that Doe 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
[ Dope Girl Lyrics ]