#dopefrancis (american Trap) Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

[Intro] 

God is dope, a hundred bricks 

And Jesus is my connect, mane 

God is dope, a hundred bricks 

And Muhammad my connect, mane 

[Hook] 

I got these, I got these, I got that 

If I rip it, nigga, I ain't coming back 

I be stunting, but you know where I'm at 

I can't leave, I push some American 

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap 

Great American 

Rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap 

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[Verse 1] 

D-O-P-E-B-O-Y 

F-I-A-S-C-O sigh 

L-U-P-E me oh my 

Ba-ba-baby, we don't die 

Live by multiples and nines 

So if it's nine and all, that shining ball, I'm all of y'all combined 

Crybaby, that never miss, I'm balling all the time 

What's the cost to all this crying? 

I ain't falling, I ain't hurt 

But the man upstairs just sent me a bunch of work 

Cut it in the studio then rap it in a verse 

So low so them popo, man, I catch it in the search 

But I'm stupid, I'm so smart, I ain't have it in the first 

Might stop at the right block, if I'm paperless I might not direct 

God is dope, Jesus my connect 

[Hook] 

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[Verse 2] 

Speaking to that fire, preaching to that choir 

Open up that C, G-O-D is my supplier 

Once it's lost, cut it soft, amazing when I heard that 

Double up this fishscale, maybe bring all of these birds back 

Feathers 

Birds are determinant to enjoy all this lovely weather 

Never say never, said it so that won't happen ever 

Ever so clever, yes sir, I get more close than Webber 

He cold, he cold, he cold, that's just means I'm getting better 

Ego, ego, ego -- three birds are those three letters 

Stop it, I'm just trying to find a prophet 

Like I'm trying to align my pockets 

With those fine designer wallets full off cheddar 

Cheesus - like a picture full of [?] 

Preachers -- I pulpit like a Michael Vick 

Bless - God is dope, Muhammad my connect 

[Bridge] 

God is dope, a hundred bricks 

God is dope, a hundred bricks 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 

O-V-E-R-D-O-S-E everything I does 

Noah got a bolo that got shit from up above 

Gotta pick a side because they fight a war on drugs 

Well, you can tell 'em cartel cause I'm riding with my blood 

Riding dirty, call it bible study 

And I pray you keep them pigs up out my way 

Because we eating like Ramadan in the evening 

So gotta re-up like five times a day 

And faithness is like the keys to the kingdom 

And the yayo for the halo, got my triple beam leanin' 

And an M3 with a trunk full of what everybody fiendin' 

And my rearview mirror cool, I see no daredevils or demons 

So God is dope, I'm slinging 

David with the bricks, I'm kingpin 

Trying to make me miss, they atheist 

God is dope, serving like it's '86 

[Bridge] 

[Hook]