Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Casper Sellin Dope , by - Mike Zombie. Release date: 16.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Casper Sellin Dope |
| Fuck these niggas, I ain’t never need 'em |
| Niggas might just wanna see you bleed |
| Told you niggas, I was never real |
| Eating better, I can feed my demons |
| I done made this shit in hell, is hella spooky |
| Everything is Casper selling dope |
| Couple years ago and get me one |
| Nigga know this ain’t your friendly ghost |
| Bitch I’m out here jugging in Atlanta |
| Got niggas banging, they don’t do bananas |
| We don’t give a fuck 'bout getting minutes |
| Praying every day like I’m a menace |
| Yes I know I got the Future flow |
| Cause that shit is stupid crazy though |
| Other niggas gonna take it though |
| Least I’m man enough to say it though |
| Bitch, I’m fucking round with model girls |
| That’s some shit that you never heard |
| I ain’t listening when I say words |
| Just take your girl to respect the curb |
| What they talking 'bout, bitch I’m a genius |
| I run the nicest but I’m still the meanest |
| You can join up and you spitting B Mix |
| I been wilding since a fucking foetus |
| Fucking up the numbers |
| That means I been wanting tickets |
| Bitches, I be gonna fuck her like damn |
| God damn, I am hot damn |
| Fuck the bitches 'til there’s nothing left |
| And I don’t watch my back, I keep her 'fore I stare |
| You could never be too good for us |
| Zombie walking, what the fuck you say? |
| Fuck these niggas, I ain’t never need 'em |
| Niggas might just wanna see you bleed |
| Told you niggas, I was never real |
| Eating better, I can feed my demons |
| I done made this shit in hell, is hella spooky |
| Everything is Casper selling dope |
| Couple years ago and get me one |
| Nigga know this ain’t your friendly ghost |
| Bitch you know I’m back up in Atlanta |
| Know exactly why I ain’t get an answer |
| You too busy fucking round with rappers |
| I just got the cash, you want the plastic |
| Young nigga gotta pay his taxes |
| Fucking with you, that’s just going backwards |
| How I know this, how you acting |
| But you would never catch your nigga lacking |
| Do you know you just a bottle girl? |
| I just live up in the bottle girl |
| You a half time, model girl |
| Might as well play the lotto girl |
| Fuck they talking 'bout, bitch I don’t need 'em |
| I be in and out if I decide to feed 'em |
| Some strippers cool and some strippers beasting |
| I be they daddy if the bitches need one |
| You just want the numbers |
| Zombie, Zombie know |
| How the fuck you coming, never been no dummy |
| Damn, God damn, I am hot damn |
| Fuck the bitches 'til there’s nothing left |
| And I don’t watch my back, I keep her 'fore I stare |
| You could never be too good for us |
| Zombie walking, what the fuck you say? |
| Fuck these niggas, I ain’t never need 'em |
| Niggas might just wanna see you bleed |
| Told you niggas, I was never real |
| Eating better, I can feed my demons |
| I done made this shit in hell, is hella spooky |
| Everything is Casper selling dope |
| Couple years ago and get me one |
| Nigga know this ain’t your friendly ghost |