• DOPENESS - The Black Eyed Peas ft. CL

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Аккорды и текст The Black Eyed Peas - DOPENESS ft. CL

  
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 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 (Booyah) 

Motehrfucker, i'm a superstar 
Shine so bright like a quasar 
Stay on point like a laser 
Willy got so much flavor (Booyah) 
Wanna know about me, go to wiki-wiki 
I'mma 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 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 super baby, i'm super dope 

I knock ’em out, the boy box 
I ain't something you could stop boy (Booyah) 
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 (Booyah) 
I'm the cream of the crop boy 
Supreme cause I'm sitting on the top boy 
I make it crack cause I rock, boy 
Constant means that tab don't stop boy (Booyah) 
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 (Booyah)

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" 
Get the money, get the cash, get the dough 
Ten hundred, twenties, baby get that (Booyah) 
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, 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 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 I'mma rockstar 
In a G6 eatin' up the caviar 
Started from the bottom, now I'm outta here

Started from the bottom, now I'm outta here (Booyah) 
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, pretty 
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 

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. 

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DOPENESS - The Black Eyed Peas ft. CL

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