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Correct Like Dope Lyrics
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Tory Lanez
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Correct Like Dope
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Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah Lookin' like, feelin' like dope Who don't wanna play? I'm drop toppin' these foreigns north of these southern dames Playin' games, I'ma fuckin' up my brain J coppin' plus chain, chains swingin' Singin' songs, bad bitches hittin' bones, switchin' lanes Niggas, chain thicker than my dang bang Bang nigga, let that semi hang Niggas, I be all up in the house, I want everything nigga Had a hook, first time she even let me hang with 'em, look Still gettin' paper off the block Gotta take it off the top, used to scrape it off the block, uh Young Fargo, you know a nigga flied over the border like ships cargo Baby, you know, smokin' on the five O Got them bad bitches rollin' but I'm duckin' all the five O's, uh And I'm fuckin' 'bout nine hoes Got these bitches mourning like Alonzo Ah (smokin' on, smokin' on dope) Ah (lookin' like, feelin' like dope (Ah) I feel like I'm on dope when I ain't with you (bounce bounce) I need to hear my dope when I miss you I'm stackin' paper like magazine issues It's always an issue I can't commit, but you know everything I do is official So you don't press nothin' I hit the studio, I tell Aminé to press buttons Niggas know them checks comin' I make her rock the boat like dame X She fuckin' me 'cause I'm famous Killin' every beat until I leave the game stretched I feel like I'm on dope She wanna get high (yeah) If you tryna smoke (smoke) Then get up in the ride (ride) 'Cause it's lit at every show There's women on side But I don't ever go But she want it tonight So it's goin' down I'ma let you know it, now flyest nigga doin' it And what I say go so she ridin' if I'm coolin' And if I'm chillin' in my section assumin' you need directions Finessin', forever on that next like a Jetson Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah) Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah) Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah Lookin' like, feelin' like dope Uh, I'm high like hello Stuck like the seat belt Put me in the hot seat I'ma make the seat melt Young entrepreneurial Countin' money, eatin' cereal My glass is so full, point of view is so aerial My peanut butter leather With that peanut butter sweater I can't believe it's not butter It's just a little better No vendetta, you bitches is so forgettable Forget 'em and get 'em a boat K to they burial Geometry, gold ropes and heavy links (what?) It's big bricks, small circles, let's not overthink (hey) Surrounded by these sundresses Flat screen TVSs, VVSs And brand new BBSs Addicted to the Mormon eyes, pretty lips Capri Suns with the molly, who wanna take a sip? Unck 'cause you know the drill, you know the scale, gonna make it tip Soft serve everything, dairy queen, everything dip Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah) Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah) Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah Lookin' like, feelin' like dope, ah Young nigga feelin' like he on dope (yeah) Gimme more, gimme more That's how I'm livin' out, livin' out Blowin' dope, blowin' dope Young niggas movin' dope, you know how it go (yeah, let's bounce) Get at me And when I say dope I mean the type to sell Kush Get it right, my nigga, you already know what it is
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