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Dopamine Video (MV)




Performed By: Beasley
Length: 3:10
Written by: Chad Beasley




Beasley - Dopamine Lyrics




All these rappers wear their idols shirts
Im spitting truth like ima bible verse
My album's like a vynl's worth
If she a groupie then i sign her shirt
She gotta beat me in a cypher then i'll see how her vagina works
I'll break her heart and then I'll find her purse
Take everything that's in it pay my rent then say i got no time for her
She aint the one I got like five of her
I get her wet like gysers
When i cypher
You vipers come pay the piper

My shits flame like traffic in six lanes on fire cuz trucks flip
I'm tired of f*ck shit
My shits dope like strippers with coke nostrils
Dealers with blocks locked go harder than old fossils

And I don't give no f*cks

Life sucks
And it used to have hope once

Illuminati puppets want to watch my soul flux
Dumb it down, what hoes want
And bitches love sosa?

All these rappers wear their idols shirts
Im spitting truth like ima bible verse
My album's like a vynl's worth
If she a groupie then i sign her shirt
She gotta beat me in a cypher then i'll see how her vagina works
I'll break her heart and then I'll find her purse
Take everything that's in it pay my rent then say i got no time for her
She aint the one I got like five of her
I get her wet like gysers
When i cypher
You vipers come pay the piper
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All these rappers wear their idols shirts
Im spitting truth like ima bible verse
My album's like a vynl's worth
If she a groupie then i sign her shirt
She gotta beat me in a cypher then i'll see how her vagina works
I'll break her heart and then I'll find her purse
Take everything that's in it pay my rent then say i got no time for her
She aint the one I got like five of her
I get her wet like gysers
When i cypher
You vipers come pay the piper

My shits flame like traffic in six lanes on fire cuz trucks flip
I'm tired of f*ck shit
My shits dope like strippers with coke nostrils
Dealers with blocks locked go harder than old fossils

And I don't give no f*cks

Life sucks
And it used to have hope once

Illuminati puppets want to watch my soul flux
Dumb it down, what hoes want
And bitches love sosa?

All these rappers wear their idols shirts
Im spitting truth like ima bible verse
My album's like a vynl's worth
If she a groupie then i sign her shirt
She gotta beat me in a cypher then i'll see how her vagina works
I'll break her heart and then I'll find her purse
Take everything that's in it pay my rent then say i got no time for her
She aint the one I got like five of her
I get her wet like gysers
When i cypher
You vipers come pay the piper
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Writer: Chad Beasley
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