Danny Brown - White Stripes lyrics

Check n***a get a life, ten deep crewneck Blunt to the face n***a, never ask who's next Homie, I ain't two Tecs, that's BIG homie, ay Where the f** was his gangster a** out in LA A Bay Bay, this is a not a dis But your b**h look like Hurricane Chris And n***a it's fact, That what you rap fiction I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles Dickens Your b**hes do my braids, say dog I be hittin' Never knew my dick be where you be kissin' When I shoot missions, gotta keep a clip in Or roll deep like roaches in my kitchen Dog, I ain't trippin', but they never gone They don't even run when I cut the lights on Homes what's the biz? n***a watch yo' kids Ya b**h say my dick bigger than John Holmes' Limes in Corona, 2 for 18, Might pop Adderall, I don't f** with no lean Didn't at a mall, n***a f** 'em all Walk in thrift stores now watch daddy ball Vintage a** fleeces, skinny, no creases Me and these is like ETs and Reeses Pieces Layin' on beaches, ho's toe's pedicured b**h gave me head 'cause she liked my metaphors Bout gettin' head, isn't that ironic like Alanis Morrissette? Check Tight like corsets 'round the waists of S&M b**hes b**h a** fat like Delicious is Hoes say I'm inconsiderate 'Cause I make 'em treat my dick like licorice They can get a pack of Twizzlers on me Light skinned b**h, that I call darkie Always in beef like Eek The Cat & Sharkie So I ate the cat, now she heart me Roll another spliff, pop another pill Live every day like a n***a goin' away Window didn't lock, f** 'em with the pot Gotta n***a two hots and a top cot So n***as like to plot, I move on instinct n***a I could walk down a year on the precinct And these bars'll still be hotter than your new sh** Why you tryna keep it warm like somebody else piss In that drop on the way to the P.O. You talk sh**, turn his b**h to El Nino Red jalepeno, flow Neo-Geo Rock like Lil' John "Bia Bia" live in Rio n***a, you a peepshow, f**in' quarter freak ho Hit you with the psycho, now you el finito