เนื้อเพลง White Stripes - Danny Brown
เนื้อเพลง White Stripes
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
N*gga get a life, 10 Deep crewneck
Blunt to the face, n*gga, never ask "Who next?"
Homie I ain't Two-Tecs, that's B.I.G, homie, ay
Where the f*ck was his gangsta ass out in LA
Ay-bay-bay, this is not a diss
But your b*tch looks like Hurricane Chris
And n*gga it's fact, that what you rap fiction
I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles D*ckens
Your b*tches do my braids, say dog I be hitting
Never knew my d*ck be where you be kissing
When I shoot missions, gotta keep a clip in
Or I roll deep like roaches in my kitchen
Dog, I ain't tripping, but they never gone
They don't even run when I cut the lights on
Holmes, what's the biz? N*gga, watch your kids
Your b*tch say my d*ck bigger than John Holmes' is
Limes in Corona, 2-for-18
Might pop Adderall, I don't f*ck with no lean
Sitting at a mall, n*gga f*ck them all
Walk in thrift stores, now watch daddy ball
Vintage ass fleeces, skinny no creases
Me and these is like ETs and Reese's Pieces
Laying on beaches, hoes' toes pedicure
B*tch give me head cause she liked my metaphors
'bout getting head, isn't that ironic, like Alanis Morisette?
[Break]
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[Verse 2]
Tight like corsets 'round the waists of S&M b*tches
B*tch ass fat like Deelishis' is
Hoes say I'm inconsiderate
Cause I make 'em treat my d*ck like licorice
But they can't get a pack of Twizzlers on me
Light-skinned b*tch that I call darky
Always in beef like Eek the Cat and Sharky
So I ate the cat and now she heart me
Roll another spliff, pop another pill
Live every day like a n*gga going away
When getting locked, f*cking with the pot
Gotta n*gga two hots and a top cot
Some n*ggas like to plot, I move on instinct
N*gga, I can lock down a year in a precinct
And these bars will still be hotter than your new sh*t
Why you try to keep it warm like somebody else piss?
In that drop on the way to the P.O
You talk sh*t, turn his b*tch to El Nino
Rap jalapeno, flow Neo Geo
Crunk like Lil' Jon, "Bia Bia" live in Rio
N*gga do a peep show, f*cking quarter freak ho
Hit you with the cinco, now you n*ggas el finito
Sipping on Cleco, rap like a cheat code
To the game of life and I'd passed twice
Now tell me mothaf*cka that I ain't nice
Roll another dime sack, n*gga just rewind that