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mgk - Dopeman Lyrics



mgk - Dopeman Lyrics
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I just hung up wit the dope man
He just pulled up in the O van
Piece in my pocket click clack
Bitch I don't trust nobody get back
My tempo is slurred
Twist that hash wit my herb
Mix that soda and syrup
Holdin' my strap like The Purge
Undercovers is the undercovers
Run motherf*cker run motherf*cker
My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground
Both got lost and they never get found
Cut through the park stay low, stay low
Hear the pitbulls bark there they go
I should've went to class this month
But I said f*ck that I'm ghost, so
I just rolled up on the dope man
(Ay, young gunna, okay)

I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

I just got a scale by the way
Shout out Patty Cake by the way
Told me never put a whole gram in a dime
Give 'em point seven and them fools be fine
But how you gon' sell by the way
You ain't got a clientele by the way
I'mma hit Tri-C wit a couple packs
And if the motherf*ckers sellin I'mma double back
Phone ringin' more than the operator
And the dealers who deliver gettin' all the paper
I spend Sunday trapping on Union
Serving my people like Communion
Can I front 'em a ten (No)
Like I am not a friend (No)
Give me money, take this (Dope)
Can I get an amen?
Kells!

Okay

I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

We gotta make some money
We can hit up Hassan with a better car
Man f*ck Hassan
You gotta better idea?
It's gonna be somethin' ya'know
You can get a job at Mcdonald's
Man we can't get no bitches smellin' like french fries
We can get fat bitches

Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
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English

I just hung up wit the dope man
He just pulled up in the O van
Piece in my pocket click clack
Bitch I don't trust nobody get back
My tempo is slurred
Twist that hash wit my herb
Mix that soda and syrup
Holdin' my strap like The Purge
Undercovers is the undercovers
Run motherf*cker run motherf*cker
My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground
Both got lost and they never get found
Cut through the park stay low, stay low
Hear the pitbulls bark there they go
I should've went to class this month
But I said f*ck that I'm ghost, so
I just rolled up on the dope man
(Ay, young gunna, okay)

I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

I just got a scale by the way
Shout out Patty Cake by the way
Told me never put a whole gram in a dime
Give 'em point seven and them fools be fine
But how you gon' sell by the way
You ain't got a clientele by the way
I'mma hit Tri-C wit a couple packs
And if the motherf*ckers sellin I'mma double back
Phone ringin' more than the operator
And the dealers who deliver gettin' all the paper
I spend Sunday trapping on Union
Serving my people like Communion
Can I front 'em a ten (No)
Like I am not a friend (No)
Give me money, take this (Dope)
Can I get an amen?
Kells!

Okay

I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

We gotta make some money
We can hit up Hassan with a better car
Man f*ck Hassan
You gotta better idea?
It's gonna be somethin' ya'know
You can get a job at Mcdonald's
Man we can't get no bitches smellin' like french fries
We can get fat bitches

Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
Dopeman
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Writer: Richard Colson Baker, Earl Deramus II Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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Performed By: mgk
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Richard Colson Baker, Earl Deramus II Johnson

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