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Feed Me Dope Lyrics By Future

    ready for whatever
    clever as it get
    do i really gotta explain myself
    wiwiwiwiwilliam

    weigh the dope up cook the coke up
    might as well just give your ho up
    i got local ho but i shipped her out the country though
    ain’t no givin’ 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 yeah
    skip to my lou skrrt trappin’ a sport skip to my lou
    okay fish butter chicken cutter okay
    maserati we get mozzarella yeah okay
    go’n you doin’ that wrong out of here al capone skrrt skrrt
    don’t talk on phones ’cause we gettin’ dope money all night long brrt

    verse
    i need chinese molly hong kong brrt
    i need good drank big strong brrt
    durdo call me big papi i get big cocky brrt
    uhoh big molly got my wrist rocky uhoh
    uhoh bring the money on a big dolly uhoh
    they know i’m a millionaire from freestyling
    uhoh good dope make my wrist talk uhoh
    coco watch me hit her with a big fork skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt
    toto keep the receipt i’m a bad boy skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt
    thirty round drip ooh he a mad boy woo
    all of my diamonds clear ooh that’s a jag boy woo
    i see hermes spelt out on my tag boy woo
    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
    tried to 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 wings on it i’m takin’ off like elroy
    i took a p on the head hey i got the b on my head
    i’m livin’ close to the edge i gotta stay with some lead
    i wanna hit me a lick just so i can sleep on the bed

    weigh the dope up cook the coke up
    might as well just give your ho up
    i got local ho but i shipped her out the country though foreign
    ain’t no givin’ up you already know how i give it up pluto
    sippin’ out the coffee cup pluto my presidential face a hockey puck
    i get wavy like a boat
    feed me dope and i start seeing ghosts
    i’m off the porch i’m skippin’ court yeah
    skip to my lou skrrt trappin’ a sport skip to my lou
    okay fish butter chicken cutter okay
    maserati we get mozzarella yeah okay
    go’n you doin’ that wrong out of here al capone skrrt skrrt
    don’t talk on phones ’cause we gettin’ dope money all night long

    Artist: Future

    Year: 2017

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 298