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Future

Genres: Hip-Hop

Feed Me Dope Lyrics - Future

Ready for whatever 

Clever as it get 

Do I really gotta explain myself 

 

Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up 

Might as well just give your ho up 

I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though 

Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up 

Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck 

 

Feed me dope, I get wavy like a boat 

Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts 

I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court 

Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (Skip to my lou) 

Okay fish butter, chicken cutter (okay) 

Maserati, we get mozzarella (okay), ayy 

Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone 

Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long (brrr) 

 

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I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong (brrr) 

I need, good drank, big strong (brrr) 

Durk 'dem call me big papi, I get big cocky (brrr) 

Uh oh, big molly, got my wrist rocky (uh oh) 

Uh oh, bring the money on a big dolly (uh oh) 

They know, I'm a millionaire from freestyling 

Uh oh, good dope make my wrist talk (uh oh) 

Coco, watch me hit her with a big stop 

Toto, keep the receipt, I'm a bad boy 

Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy 

All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that's a jag boy 

I see Hermes belt, thousand on my tag boy 

I was hustlin' in the field with all I had boy (whoa whoa) 

My mama shed a few tears but I wasn't sad boy (whoa whoa) 

Tryna explain to her for years she had a cash boy (whoa whoa) 

I took a pill and a half today, that ain't my last boy (whoa) 

The one with the beans on it, I'm taking off like Elroy 

I took a few on my head, I got to be on my head 

I'm living close to the edge, I gotta stay with some lead 

I wanna hit me a lick, just like a sheep on the bed 

 

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Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up 

Might as well just give your ho up 

I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though 

Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up 

Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck 

I get wavy like a goat 

Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts 

I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court 

Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (Skip to my lou) 

Okay fish butter, chicken cutter (okay) 

Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy 

Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone 

Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long 

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