a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

dopeboy trouble – on my dick lyrics

on my d+ck lyrics
[intro; dopeboy trouble]
dope, dope, dope, dope

[chorus: dopeboy trouble]
they on my d+ck now (on my d+ck now), i ain’t even blow yet (uh+uh)
f+ckin’ a fat ho, ’bout two+fifty, i get her whole check (her whole check)
i feel like birdman (like who?), ready to die ’bout respect (’bout respect)
they say i’m fly, jet, wafi water, better not reach for my neck (my neck)

[verse 1: dopeboy trouble]
troub, i really be trafficking (trafficking)
keep a scale in every car (like every car)
all my lyrics, they be dope (dopе)
residue in evеry bar (like every bar)
never speak on what i heard (i heard)
never tell ’bout what i saw (uh+uh)
keep the latest retros on
super skinnies, my shirt g+star
troub, i’m dope for real (i’m dope)
drop in the pot and get extra (get extra)
make me a hit, buy me a hit, then probably buy me a tesla (skrrt)
in the street, it’s chess, not checkers (not checkers)
money make everything better (make everything better)
i f+ck more hoes than hugh hefner (than hugh hefner)
thick b+tch, swipe this ho off my schedule (swipe)
keep it anonymous, bobby v (like bobby v)
slim fit polo, white tee (polo, white tee)
i got a hook+up, me and a, we just like blue and master p (ayy, blue and master p)
i make it rain, rihanna (rihanna)
i’m ’bout my green, fiona (fiona)
i’m sellin’ white, madonna (madonna)
[?][1:12]
feel like lil baby and marlo (marlo)
hit from the back and rawdog (rawdog)
me and a, we like caine and o+dog
probably lay in your yard like some mothb+lls (like some mothb+lls)
say f+ck a scale, i’ll eyeball (i’ll eyeball)
i swung that stick just like baseball (like baseball, b+tch)
sh+t’ll get scary, jigsaw (jigsaw)
run to that money like hedgehog (sonic)
[chorus: dopeboy trouble]
they on my d+ck now (on my d+ck now), i ain’t even blow yet (uh+uh)
f+ckin’ a fat ho, ’bout two+fifty, i get her whole check (her whole check)
i feel like birdman (like who?), ready to die ’bout respect (’bout respect)
they say i’m fly, jet, wafi water, better not reach for my neck (my neck)

[verse 2: mpa juwop]
these punks lined up like the [?][1:45]
gotta know that i’m slangin’ fire ’bout my respect
lil’ tony’ll sn+tch out your soul for that check
see, juwop, i really f+ck hoes and they bestie (fact)
i make it rain, travis porter (rain, travis porter)
pull up, make a scene, law & order (scene, law & order)
beat from the back, sneak record her (beat)
we flippin’ packs like a quarter
they on our d+ck now (on our d+ck), we ain’t even blow yet (uh+uh)
i got a skinny b+tch, ’bout one+twenty, i give her two hundred for the head
f+ck on the floor and not the bed (not the bed)
moneybagg, b+tch, i’m goin’ fed (b+tch, i’m goin’ fed)
young lit n+gga got more racks than dreads (got more racks than dreads)
come through with that fully, duck your head (brrt)

- dopeboy trouble lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS