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Pharrell Williams & Future & Pusha T - Move That Dope lyrics

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Real dope dealer for real

Young nigga move that dope 
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga move that dope


Whipping the yam, whipping a fifth of the yam
Turn the whole brick to a Lam
Been rocking the dope, soon as it get off the boat
Keeping it soft like a mink
Gold on my link, coke in the sink
Chopping that work like karate
Swerve in the new Maserati
In a brand new Maserati
That's a whole lot of new money
Snatch it, then hide it from twelves
Moving and squashing them bells
Serving the rawest of yayo
Beating that china like Kunta Kinte
Whipping it, whipping that dope
Drinking on syrup, I'm rollin up haze
Made myself a boss, a boss or a plug
Either way you put it, nigga, I'm good
Triple salute, nigga, straight out the hood
Baking soda water splash the scales
Fork in my right and my pride in my left
Leaning over, over to the side
I whip me a four way to a nine
The dirty, the money is homicide
And my recipe can't be televised


Young enough to still sell dope, but old enough that I knows better
When they saying it's 42 for that white powder, I knows better
Get it nigga? I nose better, put a smile on the devil's face
Who don't wanna sell dope forever and flood their Rollie til the bezel break?
Woo! Fish scale in the two-door that I fish-tail
Fiberglass, Ferrari leather, in designer shit that I misspell
YUGHH, look at the clues, the J's, the jewels, I mention the monkey
From sixteen years old, I'm whipping in kitchens, fucking my junkies
Pablo, Versace way before Migos
My dinner plates, no silverware, all you niggas my E-hoes
Toss a kilo like a free throw, crack house, it had the peephole
Made it through to the other side, now nothing's big as my ego

Me, I try to leave the best for later
Pusha tried to put me on the respirator
The old Skateboard P, that's your favorite
Me and twenty girls doing yoga naked
Frequency high, like a spaceship
She say that she like it and she's been exposed
The Gandalf hat and the weird ass clothes
That's Comme des Garçons and the Buffalo
I know guerrillas with the triggers that's on a banana clip
And packing with the biggest missiles
These niggas is nodding over vehicles
These niggas ain't waiting just to see niggas
These niggas ain't trying to hear plea niggas
These niggas like chopping down trees, niggas
These niggas 1-2-3 and they squeeze, niggas
These niggas hit the weed then they leave niggas
Gee, nigga
If you got two hoes, you need to let one go
Two Lambos, you need to let one go
All these drones while y'all smoke dro
Never honest, guy, I'm trying to let y'all know
Ain't no standards, I'ma set one though
Big ass bag but no man sandals
All that war, we need to let that go
That boom business, I'ma get that ho

Young nigga got that coke, whip that dope like a batter
How you think about that coupe, with no roof? Young nigga cashed out
Pass me the purp, pass me the zan, young nigga bout to pass out
... behind her, I got some in the car, young nigga bout to smash out
Me gon hit that line, say he got some bricks, young fresh, bout to buy em out
QuikTrip round the corner, dropped a nine, got the J's in the hood trying to smoke a line
Cocaine, cocaine cowboy, like Mickey Munday
Take over the project, whip a line, me no wait
I keep a 45 in my coat, while I'm serving dope
J's in my hood smoke that crack, say it give em hope
Serve a nigga whole brick, he hoping that it come and go
Young nigga turnt up, spend that money with Casino!
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Publisher: Epic Records, A1 Recordings

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Released in: 2014

Language: English

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