クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duckman
Duckman
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demar Moultrie
Demar Moultrie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Duckman
Duckman
Executive Producer

歌詞

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy
Ayy
Look
Get some money, ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell them turn me up and hear the dope man speak
The dope man speak, the dope man speak
They don't never wanna let the dope man speak
The dope man speak, the dope man speak
You don't never really hear the dope man speak
The dope man speak, the dope man speak
Turn me up if you gon' hear the dope man speak
The dope man speak, the dope man
The dope man pull up, probably fuck your baby mama
The dope man never runnin, out, they always got us
The dope man don't put it in your hand without no dollars
The dope man could drop a bag and have a **** murdered
The dope man don't give a fuck about what he ain't servin
The dope man don't like to talk on phones, he get nervous
The dope man could turn that 20 bands to a hundred
The dope man straight, never runnin' out of money like
Dope man, dope man
Yeah, that's me
I pulled up, red lips on the AMG
Cause I'm the dope man, dope man
Yeah, that's me
Face card too good, I don't need ID
Cause I'm the dope man, dope man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know the fuck
Dope man, dope man
Tell him who I'm is
Say it again
Dope man, dope man
I used to fuck with the hard, they locked my dog
We was sellin' it raw
We couldn't put it on the road, we had to mail this shit off
And when the work slowed down, I tried to sell me a song
I sold dope to my auntie, you can't tell me I'm wrong
Cause she was smoking on that same shit before I was born
Had a good heart back then, way before it got torn
Quick to send a dope fiend to the store
I the motherfuckin dope man
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man speak
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man speak
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man speak
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man speak
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man speak
Tell them turn me up to hear the dope man speak
Yeah
Three four the fifty, got my trap swinging ****
All my cars Candy red, know what I'm banging ****
Name a **** in the city that ever play with me
We step in the name of love, **** ain't no fee
I'm the dope man, fucking all the hood freaks
Three four different bitches, **** watching these bricks
27, 13, I'm on that Mob shit
I'm a chief in the gutter, **** real top hat
Last **** tried the Don, got his ass kidnapped
Making movies on my life, **** these all facts
I'm on that Old Rulez shit, they glorifying rats
Fuck **** ain't my kind, I don't want no parts of that
I'm somewhere in the dope hole, getting off the pack
I'm signed to the plug, **** all I know is trap
I'm somewhere in the dope hole, getting off the pack
I'm signed to the plug, **** all I know is trap
Dope man, dope man
Written by: Demar Moultrie
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