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Coner Store (feat. JB) Video (MV)




Performed By: Dopeamean
Language: English
Length: 4:45
Written by: Josephis Wade




Dopeamean - Coner Store (feat. JB) Lyrics
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Ya boy kodac and G.T. Game Time, you know what
You know what we think foreal, real-talk
We been hustle too long boy
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
You don't think I got it folk, a lot of niggas tried it though
A lot of niggas know I drop these hands by the corner store
You gone have to change your face, when I get back from outer space
Or you'll be dead on my arrival, labeled as D.O.M.A.
Hot protection but I'm burning, Aiming up above ya tummy
Put a bullet in yo chest, now your breathing like a zombie
Yeah, I see'em scooping, they can't seem cause I'm posed
In the dark I'm dressed in black so you can't see what your approaching
Yeah, I got that potion, I put motion to da ocean
What I'm holding is ferocious, you don't want me to expose it
I go Obi Wan Kenobi, use the force and leave you smoking
Strap-up just like the Trojans, take your head just like the Romans
Up to ass is where it's going, that permanent halitosis
Cause that shot that you was talking, the karma comes back in doses
Keep your cool and don't be rude of you'll be floating in the ocean
In da end, I hope you related to one of them Samoans, Aye
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Mr. Kodac, store M.V.P
Buying rellos, seven-teen, no I.D
So gone pump ya gas, then cop a CD
And shawty if your fine, you can get it for the free
I'm posted up with coop and it's hotter then a summer
A nigga wanna start cause he f*ck his baby mamma, haha
You already know Kodac, rolling up that grency, grency, fruity sack
I'm smoking by the corner store, I knock'em down like dominos
She see me making money, now you Shawty follow where I go
She like the way I hustle, off the muscle, im'al get it done
Come back to me latter, im'all prove to you I'm number one
My niggas keep it jumping, music bumpin while im in the trap
The only way to find it you gone have to have a treasure map
I'm Diego serving yayo, got the monkeys swinging back and Dora the explorer, if you want it holler back pack, yep
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
I'm posted at the corner store, same near every day
They get a little taste, now they begging for my mixtape.
I ain't even gotta flex, Y.B.E. Super Great
20 minutes, Sold-Out, buying blanks by the crate
You all ready know he be Kodac, 9mm bullets like they made by kodak
I keep it on my waist, I don't even show that
Hollow hit him from the front, why he leaking out his back
Now I ain't got no love for no flexing ass hater
Know some boy in the bama that will feed'em to the gators
And when I'm in GA, I know some niggas in Decatur
I ain't saying that they bad but put the hammers to ya tatter, fried green tomato with some bull hot sauce
Catch a nigga slick-talking hit him with that sawed-off
And when I cock it back, watch them bitches hall off
I'm aiming dead for your neck, I'm tryna take it all off
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
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Ya boy kodac and G.T. Game Time, you know what
You know what we think foreal, real-talk
We been hustle too long boy
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
You don't think I got it folk, a lot of niggas tried it though
A lot of niggas know I drop these hands by the corner store
You gone have to change your face, when I get back from outer space
Or you'll be dead on my arrival, labeled as D.O.M.A.
Hot protection but I'm burning, Aiming up above ya tummy
Put a bullet in yo chest, now your breathing like a zombie
Yeah, I see'em scooping, they can't seem cause I'm posed
In the dark I'm dressed in black so you can't see what your approaching
Yeah, I got that potion, I put motion to da ocean
What I'm holding is ferocious, you don't want me to expose it
I go Obi Wan Kenobi, use the force and leave you smoking
Strap-up just like the Trojans, take your head just like the Romans
Up to ass is where it's going, that permanent halitosis
Cause that shot that you was talking, the karma comes back in doses
Keep your cool and don't be rude of you'll be floating in the ocean
In da end, I hope you related to one of them Samoans, Aye
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Mr. Kodac, store M.V.P
Buying rellos, seven-teen, no I.D
So gone pump ya gas, then cop a CD
And shawty if your fine, you can get it for the free
I'm posted up with coop and it's hotter then a summer
A nigga wanna start cause he f*ck his baby mamma, haha
You already know Kodac, rolling up that grency, grency, fruity sack
I'm smoking by the corner store, I knock'em down like dominos
She see me making money, now you Shawty follow where I go
She like the way I hustle, off the muscle, im'al get it done
Come back to me latter, im'all prove to you I'm number one
My niggas keep it jumping, music bumpin while im in the trap
The only way to find it you gone have to have a treasure map
I'm Diego serving yayo, got the monkeys swinging back and Dora the explorer, if you want it holler back pack, yep
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
I'm posted at the corner store, same near every day
They get a little taste, now they begging for my mixtape.
I ain't even gotta flex, Y.B.E. Super Great
20 minutes, Sold-Out, buying blanks by the crate
You all ready know he be Kodac, 9mm bullets like they made by kodak
I keep it on my waist, I don't even show that
Hollow hit him from the front, why he leaking out his back
Now I ain't got no love for no flexing ass hater
Know some boy in the bama that will feed'em to the gators
And when I'm in GA, I know some niggas in Decatur
I ain't saying that they bad but put the hammers to ya tatter, fried green tomato with some bull hot sauce
Catch a nigga slick-talking hit him with that sawed-off
And when I cock it back, watch them bitches hall off
I'm aiming dead for your neck, I'm tryna take it all off
I'm on a mission trying to get it fo it's gone
I been hustling too long, I think it's time you put me on
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
They see me on that mission and they see me on my grind
And you know I'm out here pushing, cause the see me all the time
I be posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
Posted by the corner, posted, posted by the corner store
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Writer: Josephis Wade
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