Dome
Young Thug Feat. Duke Lyrics
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I can't make it home
I fucked her, I boned her
She leave an aroma
They calling my phone up
My girl like "What's going on?"
She's sucking, puttin' me in a coma
I nut on that fish on my sofa
Dickie suit, tux
Flat, hanging to the right
Put that young bitch in a bucket
Kid Cudi, fuck her all day and all night
Ok, I'm in this bitch with lil Duke, no way
You can be with me, you too, four way
Put that bitch off from my deuce, slow day
I'ma sell at least like 2
Thugga Thugga what it do
Riding in the fast lane, I'ma Luda (Skrrr)
All these drugs that we abusing (Drugs)
Addicting to winning, not losing
I'm in the kitchen just cooking (Cook it up)
Middle finger to a bucket (Fuck em)
Fuck running off, fuck nigga I took it
Diamond so wet, I might need to douche it
That means they shower, they shower me
Just like lil nigga, I'll die be
Win is why my niggas count on me
Beyoncé bitch I'm a bumblebee
This the beehive, this my turn bitch, you can't sneak on me
Jingle bells, baby you can ring on me
Let's go off the dome
I can't make it home
I fucked her, I boned her
She leave an aroma
They calling my phone up
My girl like "What's going on?"
She's sucking, puttin' me in a coma
I nut on that fish on my sofa
458 California 'Rari
I got that old money, call it Atari
Let's go off the dome, I chop by the dome
Keep a couple grams in my field pocket
Keep a pocket rocket on me
Ain't no guessing if I'm gon' pop it
Got a lot of blood homies
And guess what it ain't no stopping
Hop in the car and I'm whiling, I'm styling
I hop out it cause I'm a driver
Fuck nigga try me, no Eddie Bauer
I'ma pull up and make it rain, shower
I'ma lick it when it come to that pussy
I hop up like the Isis tower (Hop up)
I would rather be a coyote than be a coward
I creep right up on 'em
Hit em with the AK, 7 in the morning (Pew Pew)
No Christmas Eve, caught him by surprise, he was still yawning
I'm running the city, you running that loner, I'm running with owners
I'm running with owners, I'm not even thinking I'm right off the dome
Let's go off the dome
I can't make it home
I fucked her, I boned her
She leave an aroma
They calling my phone up
My girl like "What's going on?"
She's sucking, puttin' me in a coma
I nut on that fish on my sofa
The lyrics to Young Thug’s song Dome are intense and explicit. Taking the lines at face value, the song talks about Thug’s sexual encounters with women and his fixation on winning. But one interesting interpretation of the song is that it can be seen as a commentary on the pressures of fame.
When Thug says, “Let's go off the dome, I can't make it home,” he could be referring to the constant demands of being a celebrity, which can make it difficult to have a normal life. He then goes on to talk about women and drugs, but the line “Addicting to winning, not losing” suggests that he’s talking about the pressures of success in the music industry. The line “Let's go off the dome, I chop by the dome” also suggests that he’s constantly freestyling and creating music, which can be exhausting.
Another interpretation of the song is that it showcases Thug’s bravado and confidence. He talks about his sexual prowess with women and his violent tendencies towards his enemies. The line “I creep right up on 'em, hit em with the AK, 7 in the morning” suggests that Thug is not afraid to resort to violence to protect his success and his status as a top rapper.
Overall, Dome is a complex and intense song that showcases Young Thug's talent in wordplay and metaphors. It can be interpreted as a commentary on the pressures of fame, or as a display of Thug's bravado and confidence.
Line by Line Meaning
Let's go off the dome
Let's freestyle rap without a plan
I can't make it home
I can't go home right now
I fucked her, I boned her
I had sex with her
She leave an aroma
She left a scent behind
They calling my phone up
They're calling me on the phone
My girl like "What's going on?"
My girlfriend is asking me what's happening
She's sucking, puttin' me in a coma
She's performing oral sex on me and it feels amazing
I nut on that fish on my sofa
I ejaculated on the fish on my couch and I'm proud of it
Dickie suit, tux
I'm wearing fancy clothes
Flat, hanging to the right
My dick is flat and hangs to the right
Put that young bitch in a bucket
I had sex with a young girl and don't care about her
Kid Cudi, fuck her all day and all night
I had sex with someone while listening to Kid Cudi
Ok, I'm in this bitch with lil Duke, no way
I'm with Lil Duke and there's no way anyone else can join us
You can be with me, you too, four way
You can join us for a foursome
Put that bitch off from my deuce, slow day
I kicked a girl out and it's a slow day
I'ma sell at least like 2
I'm going to sell at least two drugs
Riding in the fast lane, I'ma Luda (Skrrr)
I'm driving really fast like Ludacris
All these drugs that we abusing (Drugs)
We're using a lot of drugs
Addicting to winning, not losing
I'm addicted to winning and not losing
I'm in the kitchen just cooking (Cook it up)
I'm in the kitchen cooking drugs
Middle finger to a bucket (Fuck em)
I don't care about anyone else
Fuck running off, fuck nigga I took it
I took what I wanted and didn't run away
Diamond so wet, I might need to douche it
I have so many shiny diamonds that I need to clean them
That means they shower, they shower me
People are showering me with attention
Just like lil nigga, I'll die be
I'll always remember where I came from
Win is why my niggas count on me
My friends trust me to win
Beyoncé bitch I'm a bumblebee
I'm like a busy bee, always working
This the beehive, this my turn bitch, you can't sneak on me
This is my time and nobody can stop me
Jingle bells, baby you can ring on me
I'm like a bell that you can ring
458 California 'Rari
I'm driving a Ferrari 458 California
I got that old money, call it Atari
I have a lot of money, like an old Atari console
I chop by the dome
I sell drugs on the streets without a plan
Keep a couple grams in my field pocket
I keep drugs in my pocket
Keep a pocket rocket on me
I always carry a gun
Ain't no guessing if I'm gon' pop it
I'll definitely use my gun if I need to
Got a lot of blood homies
I have a lot of close friends
And guess what it ain't no stopping
We won't stop being friends
Hop in the car and I'm whiling, I'm styling
I'm driving recklessly and looking good
I hop out it cause I'm a driver
I'm confident in my driving skills
Fuck nigga try me, no Eddie Bauer
Don't mess with me, I don't care about designer brands
I'ma pull up and make it rain, shower
I'll show up and make it rain money
I'ma lick it when it come to that pussy
I enjoy performing oral sex on women
I hop up like the Isis tower (Hop up)
I jump up like the Eiffel Tower
I would rather be a coyote than be a coward
I'd rather be a wild animal than a coward
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Written by: Jeffrey Williams, Antoine Kearney, Wesley Glass
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