The Doppelgangaz - Dopp Hopp lyrics
[The Doppelgangaz - Dopp Hopp lyrics]
Told the homie Tobias go against grain
Same thing in the rap game, cut it on a bias
Open mic circuit had to work
It with the flyers
See it’s never not worth it
Even certain quagmires
Leave much to be desired
All about how u wired
For tastes that be acquired
Rappers u admired looking tired
No longer inspired, career done expired
Fired not a luck thing
It’s an I don’t give a fuck thing
Rotator cuff sprain
Driving in the truck lane
It’ll make you worry worse
You don’t make it back, first
For the currywurst mukbang
Made him eat the box, she don’t suck wang
Dang transform into an Autobot Mustang
Cus it's gang
Catch the nigga Matter ov Fact up in Friday's
Flip phone in his belt clip turned sideways
In a haze with his eyes glazed
Nigga sticking out his leg
Putting out the bait for the
Accidental thigh graze woo
Salivating for a raise
Nah dog we ain't waiting for the praise
Not phased, never saying it's a wrap
Got no Waze app, no map
Navigating thru the maze, it's a trap
At the Grand Hyatt
Showed the bell hop Wyatt a few tracks
And he Got a little taken back by it
Took a seat and sat quiet
Sick to his stomach
Now the little brat need a Brat Diet agh
Came to give you what you need
In the Powerglide two speed playing Lou Reed
French shorty in the blue tweed
Know the right temp for sous vide
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
Same thing in the rap game, cut it on a bias
Open mic circuit had to work
It with the flyers
See it’s never not worth it
Even certain quagmires
Leave much to be desired
All about how u wired
For tastes that be acquired
Rappers u admired looking tired
No longer inspired, career done expired
Fired not a luck thing
It’s an I don’t give a fuck thing
Rotator cuff sprain
Driving in the truck lane
It’ll make you worry worse
You don’t make it back, first
For the currywurst mukbang
Made him eat the box, she don’t suck wang
Dang transform into an Autobot Mustang
Cus it's gang
Catch the nigga Matter ov Fact up in Friday's
Flip phone in his belt clip turned sideways
In a haze with his eyes glazed
Nigga sticking out his leg
Putting out the bait for the
Accidental thigh graze woo
Salivating for a raise
Nah dog we ain't waiting for the praise
Not phased, never saying it's a wrap
Got no Waze app, no map
Navigating thru the maze, it's a trap
At the Grand Hyatt
Showed the bell hop Wyatt a few tracks
And he Got a little taken back by it
Took a seat and sat quiet
Sick to his stomach
Now the little brat need a Brat Diet agh
Came to give you what you need
In the Powerglide two speed playing Lou Reed
French shorty in the blue tweed
Know the right temp for sous vide
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p