Black Eyed Peas - DOPENESS Lyrics
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    DOPENESS

    [Intro: will.i.am]
    (Booyah!)
    We live and direct
    From that inner space, outer space
    Invading your space

    [Chorus: The Black Eyed Peas & CL]
    Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
    I feel like I’m made of solid gold
    Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
    I'm super baby, I’m super dope
    I'm super baby, I'm super dope

    [Verse 1: will.i.am]
    I'm doper than a dope boy
    Make a lotta dough, call me doughboy
    Rocking Yves Saint Laurent coat boy
    Control the whole game remote boy (Booyah!)
    Motherfucker, I'm a superstar
    Shine so bright like a quasar
    Stay on point like a laser
    Willy got so much flavor (Booyah!)
    Wanna know about me, go to wiki-wiki
    I'ma time bomb 'bouta ticky, ticky
    Sent me on top on a tippy, tippy
    Only fly chickens, I'm picky, picky
    So ill I’m sicky, sicky
    Yeah, got the liquor you can sippy, sippy
    Me love you long time, no quicky, quicky
    Lotta girl on my dang, dang, diggy-diggy

    [Chorus: The Black Eyed Peas & CL]
    Aye, yo, baby i’m super duper, super dope, oh
    I feel like I'm made of solid gold
    Aye, yo, baby I’m super duper, super dope
    I'm super baby, i'm super dope
    I'm super baby, i’m super dope

    [Verse 2: apl.de.ap & Taboo]
    I knock 'em out the box, boy
    I ain't something you could stop boy (Booyah!)
    I'm on fire, yeah, I'm hot boy
    And I'm that flavor, that you're not boy (Booyah!)
    I got 'em sweating like a fat man
    I'm all up in your head, like a CAT scan
    Delete 'em and throw 'em in the trash can
    Attack 'em with the boom-bap original rap man (Booyah!)
    I'm the cream of the crop boy
    Supreme cause I'm sitting on the top boy
    I make it crack cause I rock, boy
    Constant means that tab don't stop boy (Booyah!)
    I kill the game and the coaches
    Spray lead now they running like roaches
    Dead prez now here come the vultures
    Make bread cause I'm coming with that
    dopeness

    [Chorus: The Black Eyed Peas & CL]
    Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope, oh
    I feel like I'm made of solid gold
    Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope

    [Refrain:]
    Drop the beat

    [Verse 3: will.i.am]
    Body blow, body blow
    Hit the floor
    Fight over ring the bell baby di-di-di-ding
    T.K.O. comatose adios
    Slow motion on you muddafuckah (Booyah!)
    Super man, super gun
    Make 'em run
    Shoot 'em down with the wicky-wicky, ba-ba-ba-bang
    Automatic now ya body looking polkadotted
    Blood splattered, when I hit ya with the "Booyah"
    Whiplash get the cash get the ching, ching
    Get the gold, get the jewels, get the bli-bli-bli-bling
    Get the money, get the cash, get the dough
    Ten hundred, twenties, baby get that (Booyah!)
    Dollar sign, dollar sign
    On the brain, on the mental
    Got money on my mah-mah-mah-mind
    Make 'em stop, hammer time
    Hustle time, keep on hustling

    [Chorus: The Black Eyed Peas & CL]
    Aye, yo, baby i'm super duper, super dope, oh
    I feel like I'm made of solid gold
    Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
    I'm super baby, i'm superdope

    [Verse 4: CL]
    I'm doper than the dope game
    Making more money than the dope man
    You see me double fisting holding champagne
    Got turnt up, till I had no brain
    Motherfucker I'ma rockstar
    In a G6 eatin' up the caviar
    Started from the bottom, now I'm outta here
    Started from the bottom, now I'm outta here (Booyah!)
    I be on my hustle getting busy-busy
    Tokyo to Brussels got me dizzy, dizzy
    Travel round the world like where is she, is she?
    Hit me on the phone, I say moshi moshi
    I keep the 100, never 50/50
    I keep it hip-hop, never hippy, hippy
    I don't luh da coco, no sniffy, sniffy
    I got soul cause Seoul is my city, city

    [Chorus: The Black Eyed Peas & CL]
    Aye, yo, baby i'm super duper, super dope, oh
    I feel like I'm made of solid gold
    Aye, yo, baby I'm super duper, super dope
    I'm super baby, i'm super dope
    I'm super baby, i'm super dope

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