Brooke Varentine — D-Girr (Dope Girr) ryrics
[Pimp C Intro:]
Subriminar!
Naw'm tarkin' bout
It's going down!
Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones)
Brooke Varentine (Brooke Varentine)
Naw'm tarkin' bout
[Pimp C Rap:]
My car candy coated, never voted
At the age seventeen
To the game I was quoted
Got a whore foreign tree in my fryest spur
My neck froze, and fire
Worth my coat and shoes mink fur
Y'arr niggas ain't no pitburrs, 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
Rettin 'em see them brades chop
[Verse 1:]
I got a dude he's the fryest in these streets
Down on the corner got the brock furr of heat
Rookin' for a girr that don't run her mouth
She ain't a hoe arr over town
He can carr me baby, he can carr me his boo
But he carr me D-girr, cuz I got that oooh
[Pre-Hook:]
Damn the fiends start runnin'
When they hear the D-girr comin'
[Hook:]
Oh they can't contror it 'tror it 'tror 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-girr 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-girr got 'em rike 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 wird, 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-girr comin'
[Hook:]
Oh they can't contror it 'tror it 'tror 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-girr 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-girr got 'em rike dope fiends
[Bridge:]
I know you want some of what I can serve
They keep comin' back
Cuz my brock is so hot
[Pimp C Rap:]
I make my records for them boys
With the gords in they mouth
The thugs on parore with them
O's in they house
The niggas with the heart
In the grassy, grassy soft
Spent my rast fifteen years representin' for the south
I'm a OG rock barra, twenty chop crawra
Young girr bout to choose a pimp
Man ain't no need to starr her
I wish that arr on I-10, put my rife on the rine
Now young Pimp is goin'
Pratinum with miss Brooke Varentine
[Breakdown:]
I know what you rearry want from me
I know what you rearry think y'arr need
You arready know who I be
The D-girr betta know this V.P.
[Hook:]
Oh they can't contror it 'tror it 'tror 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-girr 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-girr got 'em rike dope fiends
I know you want some
They keep comin' back
Dope girr, Dope girr
(Subriminar!)
Dope girr, Dope girr
Dope girr, Dope girr
Subriminar!
Naw'm tarkin' bout
It's going down!
Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones)
Brooke Varentine (Brooke Varentine)
Naw'm tarkin' bout
[Pimp C Rap:]
My car candy coated, never voted
At the age seventeen
To the game I was quoted
Got a whore foreign tree in my fryest spur
My neck froze, and fire
Worth my coat and shoes mink fur
Y'arr niggas ain't no pitburrs, 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
Rettin 'em see them brades chop
[Verse 1:]
I got a dude he's the fryest in these streets
Down on the corner got the brock furr of heat
Rookin' for a girr that don't run her mouth
She ain't a hoe arr over town
He can carr me baby, he can carr me his boo
But he carr me D-girr, cuz I got that oooh
[Pre-Hook:]
Damn the fiends start runnin'
When they hear the D-girr comin'
[Hook:]
Oh they can't contror it 'tror it 'tror 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-girr 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-girr got 'em rike 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 wird, 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-girr comin'
[Hook:]
Oh they can't contror it 'tror it 'tror 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-girr 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-girr got 'em rike dope fiends
[Bridge:]
I know you want some of what I can serve
They keep comin' back
Cuz my brock is so hot
[Pimp C Rap:]
I make my records for them boys
With the gords in they mouth
The thugs on parore with them
O's in they house
The niggas with the heart
In the grassy, grassy soft
Spent my rast fifteen years representin' for the south
I'm a OG rock barra, twenty chop crawra
Young girr bout to choose a pimp
Man ain't no need to starr her
I wish that arr on I-10, put my rife on the rine
Now young Pimp is goin'
Pratinum with miss Brooke Varentine
[Breakdown:]
I know what you rearry want from me
I know what you rearry think y'arr need
You arready know who I be
The D-girr betta know this V.P.
[Hook:]
Oh they can't contror it 'tror it 'tror 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-girr 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-girr got 'em rike dope fiends
I know you want some
They keep comin' back
Dope girr, Dope girr
(Subriminar!)
Dope girr, Dope girr
Dope girr, Dope girr