Neighborhood Drug Dealer (Remix) Rick Ross (Ft. Future)

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[Chorus: Rick Ross & (Future)]
Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer)
Its your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer)
Uh, its your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer)
I'm your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer)
Neighborhood drug dealer(I'm your neighborhood drug dealer)
Its your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer)
One, two, what it be? (What it be)
Michael Jordan, white, bitch, 23

[Verse 1: Future]
Roll a pound of weed tomorrow
Coochie city, where the carpet?
Sellin' yay inside the grocery store
Miley Cyrus, my portfolio
My style's outta here, Ebola
They runnin' outta bakin' soda
Wrap a bricks inside some foil
Them Franklin niggas sellin' oil
Mexicano bought me some new punani
Fuck that bitch, I'm on some new punani
Flip a chicken, but some new punani
Got the kitchen smellin' like punani
Bought a Bugatti with your re-up
Bought a new watch with your re-up
Bought a new chain with your re-up
Fuck you lil pussys that have re-up
Sellin' and fib that re-up
I keep that dog with me nigga
I charge 90 a brick for a nigga
I got that food on my face
I get your hit on my face
I make her sit on your face
While I go dig in your safe
I got to war for a cake
I take your trial like an ape
I whip a key and a lake
I put your bitch in some bape (Whip!)