DOPENESS (feat. CL)

Lyrics

Booyah
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 Hu, we live and direct
 From that inner space, outer space
 Invading your space
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 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
 I feel like I'm made of solid gold
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super dope
 I'm doper than a dope boy
 Make a lotta dough, call me doughboy
 Rocking Yves Saint Laurent coat boy
 Control the whole game remote boy (Booyah!!)
 Motherfucker, I'm a superstar (superstar)
 Shine so bright like a quasar
 Stay on point like a laser
 Willy got so much flavor (Booyah!!)
 Wanna know about me, go to wiki-wiki
 I'ma time bomb 'bout a ticky, ticky
 Sent me on top on a tippy, tippy
 Only fly chickens, I'm picky, picky (Booyah!!)
 So ill, I'm sicky, sicky
 Yeah, got the liquor you can sippy, sippy
 Me love you long time, no quicky, quicky
 Lotta girl on my dang, dang, diggy-diggy
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
 I feel like I'm made of solid gold
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super dope
 I knock 'em out the box boy
 I ain't something you could stop boy (Booyah!!)
 I'm on fire, yeah, I'm hot boy
 And I'm that flavor, that you're not boy (Booyah!!)
 I got 'em sweating like a fat man
 I'm all up in your head, like a CAT scan
 Delete 'em and throw 'em in the trash can
 Attack 'em with the boom-bap original rap man (Booyah!!)
 I'm the cream of the crop boy
 Supreme 'cause I'm sitting on the top boy
 I make it crack 'cause I rock, boy
 Constant means that tab don't stop boy (Booyah!!)
 I kill the game and the coaches
 Spray lead now they running like roaches
 Dead prez now here come the vultures
 Make bread 'cause I'm coming with that dopeness
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
 I feel like I'm made of solid gold
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
 Drop the beat
 Body blow, body blow
 Hit the floor
 Fight over ring the bell baby di-di-di-ding
 T.K.O. comatose adios
 Slow motion on you muddafuckah (Booyah!!)
 Super man, super gun
 Make 'em run
 Shoot 'em down with the wicky-wicky, ba-ba-ba-bang
 Automatic now ya body looking polkadotted
 Blood splattered, when I hit ya with the "Booyah"
 Whiplash get the cash, get the ching, ching
 Get the gold, get the jewels, get the bli-bli-bli-bling
 Get the money, get the cash, get the dough
 Ten hundred, twenties, baby get that (Booyah!!)
 Dollar sign, dollar sign
 On the brain, on the mental
 Got money on my mah-mah-mah-mind
 Make 'em stop, hammer time
 Hustle time, keep on hustling
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
 I feel like I'm made of solid gold
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super
 Dope
 I'm doper than the dope game
 Making more money than the dope man
 You see me double fisted holding champagne
 Got turnt up, till I had no brain
 Motherfucker I'ma rockstar
 In a G6 eatin' up the caviar
 Started from the bottom, now I'm outta here
 Started from the bottom, now I'm outta here (Booyah!!)
 I be on my hustle getting busy-busy
 Tokyo to Brussels got me dizzy, dizzy
 Travel round the world like "where is she, is she?"
 Hit me on the phone, I say "must she, must she"
 I keep it 100, never 50/50
 I keep it hip-hop, never hippy, hippy
 I don't luh da coco, no sniffy, sniffy
 I got soul 'cause Seoul is my city, city
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
 I feel like I'm made of solid gold
 Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super dope
 I'm super baby, I'm super dope
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:38
Tempo
100 BPM

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