| T-raw rock my own kick game
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| 8 figure deal figure how I’m
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| court side at the clip game
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| Still pop ace king shit I’m with rose
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| Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
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| OK the day you beating me bitch no day
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| Bandz a make her dance that’s
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| thousand dollar foreplay
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| AK get a full clip not a sound wave
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| You kissed her in her mouth, ask
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| her how my dick taste
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| Bitch nigga you don’t want no
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| drama I’m worth a couple commas
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| It’s death before dishonor
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| Last king come sign up all my shit be designer
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| Extraordinary rhymer I bodied
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| yo' shit for nothin'
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| Wes, west up, hot temper
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| Get wet up she give me head not neck up
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| To clean the mess up
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| One false move death from a gesture
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| Cash in the safe nigga, I don’t feel no pressure
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| I’m dope
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| (All) all my shit dope
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| (All) all my shit dope
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| Cause it’s 187 how I killing these hoes
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| Shit
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| H on the buckle Hermes and the hustle
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| Crown on the watch she got
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| niggas still thuggin'
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| 8.7 on the crib so fuck it
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| Went gold in a month so it ain’t no budget
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| New chains, Rolex links
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| New chick just to drag my mink
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| New car just to ride around here
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| Aviator crew we flies 'round here
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| Hating on hood niggas dying 'round here
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| Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
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| Cars rock star dope boys at odds
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| I done seen it all but it’s back to these broads'
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| Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium
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| Million dollar chain but I’m rocking 8 of 'em
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| I see you sleeping boy don’t
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| make me pick your label up
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| Scottie pipen on the dribble I just laid 'em up
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| Another triple got me tripping
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| like it’s angel dust
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| We just winning all the women in my table ah
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| Say my name say my name nigga say my name
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| 100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name
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| I’m dope
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| (All) all my shit dope
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| (All) all my shit dope
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| Cause it’s 187 how I killing these hoes
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| Chief rocka, pill popper
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| Tell them pull them things out
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| cause my car topless
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| Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence
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| So sincere in her belly, that’s the nah shit
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| King announcing that gangsta shit we mobbin'
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| We taking your dollars creflo no white collar
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| I (pop pop) wish a nigga would call Thomas
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| Bitch I’m the bomb call me the unabomber
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| Money in my game I’m driving
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| shit that’s insane
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| You niggas stay in your lane no
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| playing ain’t nothing changed
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| Pardon this good regime, I make
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| your girl David Blaine
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| Murder was the case all the kids
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| say that nigga T-raw
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| I’m dope
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| (All) all my shit dope
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| (All) all my shit dope
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| Cause it’s 187 how I killing these hoes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dope , by - Tyga. Song from the album Hotel California, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп