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That Dude Video (MV)




Performed By: Merkules
Length: 2:41
Written by: Cole Corbett Stevenson




Merkules - That Dude Lyrics
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Stop sweating me
Y'all know I got the recipe
Goonies is on the left of me
Ready to let it squeeze
F*ck my enemies
Ain't nobody ahead of me
Better be with this shit or get hit 'til its hard to breath
I'm a menace to society now, high in the clouds
Driving around and I'm eyeing 'em down
They on the left of me, the right of me
They even in front
I breath in this blunt
I'm a heathen eating people for lunch
Fall asleep at the wheel
Easy after eating these drugs
Put the keys in the truck and ghost ride with Biebs in the trunk
They stick around and the police show up to clean up the blood
And when they do I just start screaming while I feed 'em with slugs
My arrogance is apparent
Parents don't like Merk
They know if their daughter hears him
They scared that she might twerk
My shits so f*cking cold that I'm carrying ice bergs
And you fairies is like worse so just spare me them nice words
It's Merk

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude

I'm that dude with the tattoos and the gnarly scars
Party hard like its Mardi Gras screaming hardy-har
I get wasted, bitches say I got a beach body
The same diet plan as Iron Man, I eat broccoli
Who am I kidding? man I dip it in gravy
Sipping liquor, kissing bitches, in a vintage Mercedes
Thinkin' I'm Jay-Z, difference is my shit isn't mainstream
And I won't collab with Iggy
Even if Iggy paid me
I keep it underground
When the Thunder pound
It break your skull
I'll punch you dead in the face, homie
So make the call
You rappers acting like faggots
You tryna place a call
I'm rollin' right up in that bank, and then I take it all
All I got is rap and I'm sick of taking the bottles back
I ain't flossing stacks
I'm workin' while they all poppin' tags
I'd rather rap about my feelings than a Prada bag
It's all a drag, an insomniac with an awful past

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude
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Stop sweating me
Y'all know I got the recipe
Goonies is on the left of me
Ready to let it squeeze
F*ck my enemies
Ain't nobody ahead of me
Better be with this shit or get hit 'til its hard to breath
I'm a menace to society now, high in the clouds
Driving around and I'm eyeing 'em down
They on the left of me, the right of me
They even in front
I breath in this blunt
I'm a heathen eating people for lunch
Fall asleep at the wheel
Easy after eating these drugs
Put the keys in the truck and ghost ride with Biebs in the trunk
They stick around and the police show up to clean up the blood
And when they do I just start screaming while I feed 'em with slugs
My arrogance is apparent
Parents don't like Merk
They know if their daughter hears him
They scared that she might twerk
My shits so f*cking cold that I'm carrying ice bergs
And you fairies is like worse so just spare me them nice words
It's Merk

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude

I'm that dude with the tattoos and the gnarly scars
Party hard like its Mardi Gras screaming hardy-har
I get wasted, bitches say I got a beach body
The same diet plan as Iron Man, I eat broccoli
Who am I kidding? man I dip it in gravy
Sipping liquor, kissing bitches, in a vintage Mercedes
Thinkin' I'm Jay-Z, difference is my shit isn't mainstream
And I won't collab with Iggy
Even if Iggy paid me
I keep it underground
When the Thunder pound
It break your skull
I'll punch you dead in the face, homie
So make the call
You rappers acting like faggots
You tryna place a call
I'm rollin' right up in that bank, and then I take it all
All I got is rap and I'm sick of taking the bottles back
I ain't flossing stacks
I'm workin' while they all poppin' tags
I'd rather rap about my feelings than a Prada bag
It's all a drag, an insomniac with an awful past

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude

F*ck y'all I'm havin' fun right now
I got 'em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They cryin' 'cause it's obvious that I'm that dude
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Writer: Cole Corbett Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)

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