D-Box - Errrr  ft. The Majedi & Danny G D-Box (prod. by Danny G D-Box) lyrics

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D-Box - Errrr ft. The Majedi & Danny G D-Box (prod. by Danny G D-Box) lyrics

[Verse 1: The Majedi] Back in the booth ready to drop some wisdom Multi dimensional like rectangular prisms No matter what's said no dents in my armor I'm not Irish but I'm sure a lucky charmer b**h named karma done me dirty Ill be surprised if the b**h lets me see thirty I talk dirty with foul Language Throw in some Spanish and call it Spanglish Dead in the middle of little Italy There ain't no itty bitty titty b**hes in my cities committee g Now how'd you like that Big Pun tribute We blowing up just wait for the click boom Me and my click too bout to raise hella havoc While I stack more green than the planet namek We been raising havoc where you been man Cause I turned heartless call me tin man [Hook: Danny G] Concept is the clique, get you b**h off my dick That sh** made no sense but whatever This beat is f**ing ham, make your fam a bunch of fans And that drunk b**h from last week you can bring her Got the b**hes on the phone, and this kid is home alone Let's make this an evening we won't remember The beats, I'm down, Studio, I'm down The whole world we down, f** you, censored [Verse 2: Danny G] You funk pucks chef wolfgang cooking up all you jive turkeys Jive but not fresh cause you feathered b**hes expire early Making lops puke at the sound of a stocked sample Skinny pixled spick with the swag of an unstopped vandal, handle Beats every session making sh** that make you listen louder Dropping f**ing bars like h*mos up in them prison showers My vision's power, pitching up chords and doing Melissa Ford More or so an a**hole when I'm picking my sh** up and dippin' out her The only colombian with out a sack of f**in' powder The only sack I own is under my denim jeans and f**in' trousers From Thai Town Express to Roscoes up in Gower To wonderful Harlem these b**hes shakin' no Bauer Baby girl I got the power, make it sting sour Chew that chunky monkey good leave your booty sayin' wowzer I get the cream like chowder, Danny out the house We rollin' out like my concept trick, out her [Hook]