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Chris Webby - Dopamine Lyrics

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  • [Intro: Chris Webby]
  • I'm just trying to get my fix
  • Dopamine, dopamine
  • That I'm on, that I want
  • I'm just trying to get my fix
  • Dopamine, dopamine
  • [Verse 1: Chris Webby]
  • See dopamine is what your brain is making when your feeling happy
  • So, if your trying to feel what I feel then yo get at me
  • And me? I get me fix from all sorts of s**t
  • Every night with a glass of milk with some Oreo's I can dip
  • Fresh pot of mom's sauce, macaroni, meatballs
  • That smell of Sour Diesel when I open up the jar
  • Break it up and rolling something, breaking off a ho I'm *****in
  • Pop a little ecstasy and get that serotonin pumpin
  • Going commando in a pair of sweats
  • Reruns of Sopranos up on my tv set
  • And that dopamine be flowing on stage
  • Feel it every time that s**t is going my way
  • It's chilling with your best homies
  • The spitting game and it's getting laid and that after s** bogie
  • Any time you feeling good, it's what your brain produces
  • So my fans will get there fix every time they bumping my music
  • [Hook: Chris Webby]
  • Let me get that dopamine, baby give me that dopamine
  • If you wanna feel it too, then all you gotta do is roll with me
  • And everything is how it's suppose to be
  • And that's the s**t that I'm on, that's the s**t that I want
  • Wither I get it from hitting p***y or ripping a bong
  • I'm just trying to get my fix
  • Let me get that dopamine, baby give me that dopamine
  • [Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
  • That bamma weed you smoking, ain't f*****g with the og
  • I hit it till I'm coughing, I hit it often
  • I'm like a Power Ranger the way I'm mighty morphing
  • Into a rocket ship, that's taking off into space as I get lost
  • Thanks to stimulating endorphins, brings me closer to the coffin
  • Walk on the edge, cuz I'm on the ledge
  • Wake up, when they go to bed
  • Got these cowards running a bounty hunter like a Boba Fett
  • Life is like a drug, born addicted like crack babies
  • Trying ta get that fix, you gonna hurt your back, like the Bag Lady
  • Goodbye dude, I expose these niggas', I got to
  • These n****s heads bigger than yakoo, it's not cool
  • Lyrical mournings, getting us gory as biblical stories, you ignoren the allegories
  • Trying to feel good, it's Aleister Crowley
  • Rush of that adrenaline is my medicine
  • My fuel is my kerosene
  • You ever live the life of a heretic?
  • That, dopamine, from the smoke the coke the lean, is temporary when your third eye ain't opening
  • [Bridge: Chris Webby]
  • I'm just trying to get my fix
  • [Verse 3: Grafh]
  • B***h on my lap, gyratin
  • Loud so loud, my lungs vibratin
  • High as a b***h I'm up skyscappin
  • Annihilating some kind of
  • That's the feeling I feel when I am creatin
  • And the fire's escaping, though your fire escape em
  • Lie in your basement
  • Arise in the pavement
  • Just to arrive from inside of a spaceship
  • That fix
  • I'm suppose to dream
  • I chase Hennessey with dopamine
  • This is dope
  • I mean, I ain't sober
  • Promethazine in my soda, I'm suppose ta lean
  • My momma cookin'? Encore
  • The family members I die for
  • The two beautiful kids I stay alive for
  • Plus Hip-Hop makes me feel alive more
  • That fix
  • [Hook: Chris Webby]
  • [Verse 4: B-Real]
  • Let me put you down, with some realness
  • You feeling loud with me and Webby, rockin on that trill s**t
  • Feeling blits, like it's that fattest joint you ever hit
  • Higher than you've ever been, of course you know you're feeling this
  • With that felling that you get when you open up your bag of weed waiting for the first hit anxiously
  • With the rush, when the Lakers beat the Celtics
  • The smile on your face when the joint lit, and you smelt it
  • We arrive at the party, when that s***s about to turn up
  • We... You, you thinking when the dabs about to burn up
  • The fist pump, b***h I'm number one, I'm the winna
  • Toast at the table when we celebrate our
  • Roar of the crowd when you see something amazing
  • Where the trill of victory, with the felling of elation
  • It's a presentation and we hope you see
  • You're in need of that dopamine
  • [Bridge, Chris Webby]
  • [Verse 5, Trae Tha Truth]
  • Yeah, Truth spit game, murda
  • Shoulda been... On it
  • Causing panic, now the living shoes laced on it
  • Haters on d**k, look like they want to... On it
  • Money, long slates, giving a open chase on it
  • I'm fully sober, my fix is... And change
  • And ride, n looking amazing, n something so strange
  • I hit the hood, just to kick it with homies
  • No, they need it for support, everyone that promote it
  • I best to dodge the phoney, cuz I don't understand them
  • And I ain't tryn
  • I'm the truth and I don't f**k with that [mind?], stay from
  • Hit the studio to blackout, maybe try getting packed out
  • Just like somebody wanted this as soon as I blow it back out
  • I might just give a laugh as I proceed to knock a track out
  • And burned up the speakers in trunk trying to act out
  • Say... , I'm on my turn up
  • Get [tightest?] in them [?] me a drink, you bout to turn up
  • [Hook: Chris Webby]

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