Detroit187-Danny Brown

歌手 : Danny Brown

专辑 : Xxx (Deluxe Edition)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:05

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TXT Detroit187-Danny Brown 文本歌词

Detroit187 - Danny Brown

Written by：Daniel Sewell

The way these b**ches on my cock

You'd swear it was 1985 and teen wolf just dropped

And my name was Michael J fox

But no b**th it's danny brown I've got some w**d up in my sock

So b**th get high with ya ni**a

The sack I got is looking like some green caterpillars

But it smell like a skunk that's oh so defensive

These b**ches suck my dick like it was moral incentive

I'm off the chain like broke nunchucks

From where these little niggas try to shoot you off that new chucks

A little dark like wet nubuck

Decribes my state of mind is inside the tomb of king tut

Murders all the time is all I see

Detroit 187 on you niggas TV

And I can first agree this beat kill a ni**a no charges

F**k a female MC and a pop artist

Oh baby I like it raw

And my dick so big left stretch marks on her jaw

I'm so institutionalized

I wake up 6 am because I think it's chow time

Borderline porcupine a step from drinking turpentine

Just to wash down a plate of wack rappers rhymes

I got a mind in the cosmos

And if these niggas cold then I guess I'm osmosis

That be blowing on some potent that these white boys be growing

While you niggas smoking something smelling like a tanning lotion

My concoctions could make world ending potions

These other rap niggas got lines I got encroachments

I get endorsements so motherf**k your co sign

Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers 'til your broke spine

'Member back in '09 I told 'em it was showtime

Now they pull they cam phones out when I go for mine

Light camera action hybrid be snapping

Cause the days of no tissue had to wipe with wet napkins

Smear up the classifieds know it sound rife

But to be honest a metaphor for my life

Buzzing off the barbiturates and amphetamines

Chase it with a 40 oz of ready clean

I swear I never ever smoke the better w**d

Your b**th said I'm the swaggiest ni**a she ever seen

Run up in your crib two k's one mag

Your girl get snatched like cool j in I'm bad

Cost to live you ain't made enough

Guarantee bullet holes with a laser touch

European garments drape my body if I ain't hipstered up

If she smile with eye contact then the b**th will f**k

Homie gon' make me send them killers after him

Them niggas swing swords like world fence champions

You was popping pills and drinking liquor

Now you thinking you a gangsta killer

I leave you stanking ni**a laid down

Face down like you taking a planking picture

But I can keep the shots in the weapon

Put the bat to back of your leg

Grab your chin and the back of your head

And twist them sh*ts in opposite directions