DOPENESS (feat. CL)

[Taboo]

(Booyah!)

We live and direct

From that inner space outer space

Invading your space

[will.i.am & 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

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 quasar

Stay on point like a laser

Willy got so much flavor (booyah!)

Wanna know about me, go to Wiki-Wiki

I’mma time bomb bouta ticky ticky

Sent me on top onna tippy tippy

Only fly chickens, I’m picky picky (booyah!)

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

[will.i.am & 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

[apl.de.ap]

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!)

[Taboo]

I’m the cream of the crop, boy

Supreme cause I’m sitting on 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

[will.i.am & 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

[will.i.am]

(Drop the beat)

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

[will.i.am & 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

[CL]

I’m doper than the dope game

Making more money than the dope, man

You see me double fisted 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?

All my girlfriends looking pretty, petty

I keep it 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

[will.i.am & 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