Lyrics Tory Lanez – Dopeman go
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dopeman go.
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby.
Bought the Wraith, I said f*ck the Ghost
Flew a brand new b*tch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the gulf
She not just the b*tch, that b*tch the plug
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I f*ck all the b*tches that make b*tches get low
.30 in my pants, I got a stallo
I just made enough to buy a Lambo
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad b*tches f*ckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school, couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad b*tches passin’ me the weed
I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
I done lost bets and told ’em niggas I ain’t owe ’em
I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
Someone please find me the dope man.
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dopeman go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dopeman go.
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby.
She just wanna party with the dough
Double that Barcardi with the coke
She just wanna f*ck and nothing more
I’m just making sure you up to go
Talking backwoods then I’m up again
She won’t lemme f*ck then I’ma f*ck her friend
Scoreboard b*tch I’m up 10 versuri-lyrics.info
I’ma need some head to get me up again
Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
Poppin’ with the bands
I have no intention of splitting this shit no one but my mans
b*tch up in the trenches with the poncho
Still got a nine like I’m Rondo.
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go.
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy babyyy.
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