Dope Music's D-M@K presents a Different Sound for your Local Strip Club. This can only be defined as "Private Dance" Music. Listen to this New Released song entitled. "Exotic"

Ok I Love her like Egyptian... 
Description Turning the Key into New Ignition 
Flying with the Pigeons 
Combined with 3 Wishes 
Listen Honey 
Almost made me Forget the Money 
This Unholy Matrimony Got Me Horny 
Now We Zoning,
Woah... 
Watching you manipulate that pole 
While you staring, burning holes in my Soul 
Eyes so Sicilian But that Ass gots to be Brazilian 
Thrillin' The Way she Touch the Ceiling 
Hope she let me feel, 
And Chill And 
Glitter got her looking like Silk and Milk and 
Cocoa Butter Light Shining through Shutters 
Strobe Light Dreams Whenever I'm Dreaming of her 
Which is Often... Lost in, This spell she got me Under 
"How can I get you in my bed as the Sun come up?" I wonder... 
If this Fantasy could exist... 
Fuck It, Just can't resist... I gotta ask 

Chorus: Lady, Lady You driving me Crazy, Crazy Loving how you Move your Body The Way you Dance is so Exotic 
So How Bout it? 
You wanna Come Home with Me? 
You wanna Come Home with Me? 
You wanna Come Home with Me? 

So how about it? 
We can take this show on the Road 
I ain't trying to treat you like a Hoe 
I'm trying to see how bright you glow 
In the Dark Play a Part 
Baby the Stage is set Come here let me make you wet 
Consider this... We can Skip the Private Dance 
Pay my Tab, And grab you by your hands 
You don't need your Pants
 And shit, while you at it loose the Shirt 
I promise you gon' love how good it hurt 
Don't worry about Nathan 
Girl you got the Best of Every Nation 
Black, White, Puerto Rican, Asian 
Definition Amazing 
Almost feel like Free Basing By simply staring at you naked 
I know whats coming, And shiid so do you 
You should know that I did all this for you 
Now, 
Fate got me all into you Diving Dick first all into your juice Wooo 

Chorus: 
Lady, Lady You driving me Crazy, Crazy Loving how you Move your Body The Way you Dance is so Exotic So How Bout it? You wanna Come Home with Me? You wanna Come Home with Me? You wanna Come Home with Me?

All Lyrics Copyrighted to Marlon Dantrel Putman (D-M@K) & Dope Music Ent. Any use of Plagiarism is hearby punishable by a court of Law. 

Exotic Prod. by Gramatik

This Song was released for Promotional Use Only.
All Mixing/Mastering Credits go to Trenton M. Romanini
All Lyrics were written by Marlon "D-M@K" Putman
Please Like, Comment & Share this Song, Thanks for Your Support.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Taking a slow stroll
Still walking right across this bridge I burned
Trying to hit the other side to see what type a shit I learned 
This fire all around me trying to seal a Niggas fate 
Got Thanksgiving pain 
Shit been heavy on my plate 
Nights been restless cause my soul uneasy 
If it wasn't for this music dog would anybody see me
Trapped in a cage of the shit that I be thinking
So I result to drinking, why you think I wrote sinking
Gotta question everybody, never know who scheming
Still trying to battle demons
And I hate the shit I'm dreaming
3 shots in the Dark, just to die by myself
If this a premonition fam I think I need some help...
But Fuck it... For the longest I been all I got 
Pushing this Dope shit, to every corner every block...
This rap shit is more than investments for a stock 
But Shit ain't been the same since Rio got locked man damn...

Hook:

Just might fade away

If I let it go

Gotta let it go

Laying wide awake

I Just can't let it go

Just can't let it go 

Verse 2:

I'm a workaholic, it keeps me out my thoughts
Introverted Nigga who spent more on his Arc
Circling the seas for 40 days and 40 nights 
At Open Mics 
And now my life 
Is like a knife...
Pretty Sharp Nigga but get dull over time
I can make the world smile 
But still can't find mine
Living like a landmine 
Deep underground until I blow up
Murder was case everytime that we show up...
And then... Stumbling back into the present
Alcoholism my weapon against the depression 
Killin' myself daily just hoping to look impressive
1st Impressions send the message don't leave em' with any question
Who the best Nigga?! 
But success is isolation
Self Made Nigga, Terrified of my creation
Behind closed doors, in this mirror that I'm facing 
Is a Friend to Me, An Enemy 
A Healer and a Patient  

Hook:

Just might fade away

If I let it go

Gotta let it go

Would anybody cared?
Would anybody cared?

If I let it go
Just let me go 

Let It Go

Dope Music/Live Dope, Xkluziv Artist D-M@K does a very aggressive cover to 2 of the most influential tracks from this Era.

Lyrics:

First Things First rest in Peace to my Fucks...

Awww Shucks 
Here come another Nigga talkin' all that Jazz 
Get me in my Zone damn right I'm gon spazz 
Just the 1st date, damn right I'm gon Smash
Black Leather Gloves, and a Dark Ski Mask 
Imma give you 10 seconds to give up that cash
Or it's....... Nigga that's your Ass 

Dope...

Mothafuckas out'chea Hatin'
Fuck talkin, and all debating 
I'm frying niggas like Bacon 
Nope... Asalam Wulakem 
You niggas is out'chea fakin'
And talkin bout going Ape shit 
I'm bout to put on my Apron 
And Cook Up something Amazing 

You Got me something like Fucked Up 
Boy you done Fucked Up
Take that fucking hat off 
Lift that fucking cup up...
I'm here to kill shit...
Fuck the Victim and the Witness 
Rap God 
Boy this shit was made in my image 

I swear this is a Massacre nigga
That's why I'm passing you niggas
You fuckers acting like some passivist Niggas
I Average a Million
Sit your fuckin ass on a Ceiling and still couldn't look down on me... 
Gon' and put the Crown on me
 
I'm something like Martin Luther King 
With a chipped Shoulder and a pistola
Taking sips up out Yo bitch Soda 
Now I'm on the Verge of a Purge
Start a Riot then go And Hit Oprah
Hold Up...

You Niggas Wouldn't Like me If I bring out all this Anger!
Entering those Wu-Tang Chambers 
Danger! 
Go and Get a team of Power Rangers,
Angels 
Walker Texas Ranger 
Some Old Wire Hangers 

I don't give no Fuck No More...
Bitch Fuck Yo Flow 
You Niggas better Tuck and Roll 
And Cuff Yo Hoe 
I'm coming with that Ultra Soul 
That Rock and Roll 
Boy This is K. Dot and Cole
That Lock n' Load

Ain't got the Time Or the Patience, for the Hating Mufuckers they can go a jump a Cliff

In fact...

I'm coming with that New Panther Party 
Bitch everybody a Target 
I'm going Matt and Jeff Hardy 
Jump off a Ladder from Orbit 

Dope Shit 

Don't Forget it 
Don't even Matter if you Eastern Time or You're Pacific 
So ahead of my Time aint even wrote the Lyrics...
Boy my Mind Running like a fuckin  Motor in it

(No Waaaaaaay...)

Give a Fuck who Sewed it 
Imma Beast on Beats 
Giving Niggas Halos like I'm 343...
Trying Play Us... Nigga U aint Wii
Still Yelling Fuck You like I'm CeeLo Green
Boy I been the shit Nigga Eat Your Beans 
Nigga Balling like I'm out to get 3, 4 Rings
Niggas Swear to God they go Beast Mode King 
Funny Thing about God, nigga we on Teams 

Oh... My Lord My Lordy 
Can I tell my Story 

Promise that'll I'll never go Broke Again 
Just trying give Hip-Hop Hope Again 

Sorry Cole... Let me Snatch the Crown
I ain't selfish my Nigga we can pass it round....
If Dr. Bill Cosby Can Beat that Charge
They can Never keep a Black Man Down 

Dope!

All Lyrics are copy written and licensed to Marlon D. Putman
Dope Music/Live Dope and Xkluziv Heat Ent.  

-BONUS- Black History

Hook:

Baby I can take you a place
Where the streets paved with Gold
It'll feel like heaven
As I'm diggin' in your Soul

Lay Back, Lay Back

Baby Lay Back, Lay Back

Now how far you wanna go?
I'll tell you now the choice is yours
We'll be halfway there 
When you start to curl your toes

Lay Back, Lay Back

Baby Lay Back, Lay Back


Verse:

Undercover emotions,
While swimming deep in her oceans
Set the setting in motion
While playing that "Slow Motion"

Making Love to a Rap.... Song
Paralyzing the moment
Just moaning, from dusk to morning
I'm certain I'll bend your Back... Bone
I'm stabbing, she running
I'm going, she cumming
The water was summoned
She werking, I'm pumpin'
Said how do you do you want it...
Said she she don't got no type
Like I was Rae Sremmurd

I see your vision, mama
Take it to the kitchen, mama
That's a midnight snack
Lick you on the kitchen counter

Now let me be your remedy
I may have tendencies to beat you up as if we enemies
Combo Breaker, CoCoCombo Breaker
Hey Mrs. Parker, baby I'm your neighbor

I'm about to earn stripes, said Tony the Tiger
Until this snake strike just like a viper, RKO


Hook:

Baby I can take you a place
Where the streets paved with Gold
It'll feel like heaven
As I'm diggin' in your Soul

Lay Back, Lay Back

Baby Lay Back, Lay Back

Now how far you wanna go?
I'll tell you now the choice is yours
We'll be halfway there 
When you start to curl your toes

Lay Back, Lay Back

Baby Lay Back, Lay Back


Lay Back (Interlude)

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Mak The God 

Marlon D. Putman (September 25th, 1991)is an American Hip-Hop recording artist, spoken word poet, and song writer from Chattanooga, Tennessee.

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