The Black Eyed Peas - DOPENESS (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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The Black Eyed Peas - DOPENESS (en) Lyrics
We live and direct from that
inner space outer space
Invading your space
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
a dope boy
Make a lotta dough
call me doughboy
Rocking yves saint
laurent coat boy
Control the whole
game remote boy
Motherfucker
I'm a superstar
Shine so bright
like a quasar
Stay on point
like a laser
Willy got so much flavor
Wanna know about
me goto wiki-wiki
Imma time bomb
bouta ticky ticky
Sent me on top
onna tippy tippy
Only fly chickens,
I'm picky picky
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 knock em out
the box boy
I ain't something you
could stop boy
I'm on fire,
yeah,
I'm hot boy
And I'm that flavor that
you're not boy
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
I'm the cream
of the crop boy
Supreme cause
I'm sitting on top boy
I make it crack cause I rock,
boy
Constant means that tab
don't stop boy
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 dope shit
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&
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
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
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,
imma rockstar
In a g6 eatin'
up the caviar
Started from the bottom
now I'm outta here
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
All my girlfriends looking
pretty, petty
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.
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