errbody itt who ain't say Juicy
. . .
juicy but not gimme the loot?
I've been robbing motherfuckas since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same .45
I'm slamming n-s like Shaquille, s*** is real
When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal
'Cause mom dukes ain't giving me s***
So for the bread and butter I leave n-s in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of f***ing angel dust
When I bust my gat, mothafuckas take dirt naps
I'm all that, and a dime sack, where the paper at?
Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up
And I'm shooting n-s quick if ya hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpiece
The opposite of peace, sending mom duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
'Cause when I lick shots, them s***s is persistent
Man n-s come through I'm taking high school rings too
B****es get strangled for their earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her, I'm taking her doorknockers
And if she's resistant, blakka, blakka, blakka
since we on Good Music friday
!https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yUlxfY1yfs"Heard you lookin’ for trouble, what, I’m supposed to run?
Yo b**** invited me inside her, ain’t I supposed to come?"
"Talking hard, but y’all still ain’t push me
They say you are what you eat, and I still ain’t p****"
"This is showtime, showtime, boy, I hope you set the DVR
Stacking money face to face, this s*** look like CPR"
chasing p**** is a sin but if it falls in your lap its a blessing
Wolf Gang party at the hotel
I call a ho, you call a ho, and all the hoes tell
In the light, ride slow to my yellow diamond shining
Like the Batman logo over Gotham, rock LA to Harlem
If you say, "Get 'em, Mike G," then I got 'em
One man squadron, nigga, I'm a problem
On the song, cut and you could sample the feel
Headphone bleed, make this s*** sound real
Used to work the grill, Fatburger and fries
Then I made a mil' and them psychics was liars
Now, how many f***ing crystal balls can I buy and own?
Humble old me had to flex for the folks
Down in Muscle Beach pumping iron and bone
Bumping oldies off my cellular phone
And me? I just spent a year Ferrisin'
And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics is
Spit 'til the lips meet the bottom of a barrel, so that sterile piss
Flow remind these niggas where embarrassed is
OF, s***, that's all I got
From my bigger brother Frankie to my little brother Tac
From that father figure Clancy to that skatey nigga Nak
Shreddin' down 'Fax, Wolf Gang run the f***in' block
Literally 500 rappers who’ve become more popular than Danny Brown and who have made actual hits and OP picks a song no one has listened to for the last 5 years
Literally 500 rappers who’ve become more popular than Danny Brown and who have made actual hits and OP picks a song no one has listened to for the last 5 years
Yeah because popularity and recency indicate quality. Delete your account
Yeah because popularity and recency indicate quality. Delete your account
longevity = quality
no one is listening to Danny Brown except nerds like you who tell other people to delete their account because you have serious mental problems
longevity = quality
no one is listening to Danny Brown except nerds like you who tell other people to delete their account because you have serious mental problems
Are you 12? Holy s***. Danny literally released one of if not the best rap album last year. Go back to tik tok bruh
juicy but not gimme the loot?
I've been robbing motherfuckas since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same .45
I'm slamming n-s like Shaquille, s*** is real
When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal
'Cause mom dukes ain't giving me s***
So for the bread and butter I leave n-s in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of f***ing angel dust
When I bust my gat, mothafuckas take dirt naps
I'm all that, and a dime sack, where the paper at?
Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up
And I'm shooting n-s quick if ya hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpiece
The opposite of peace, sending mom duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
'Cause when I lick shots, them s***s is persistent
Man n-s come through I'm taking high school rings too
B****es get strangled for their earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her, I'm taking her doorknockers
And if she's resistant, blakka, blakka, blakka
but juicy because everybody raps along to that s*** when it plays.
it's almost a staple to that song.
juicy but not gimme the loot?
I've been robbing motherfuckas since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same .45
I'm slamming n-s like Shaquille, s*** is real
When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal
'Cause mom dukes ain't giving me s***
So for the bread and butter I leave n-s in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of f***ing angel dust
When I bust my gat, mothafuckas take dirt naps
I'm all that, and a dime sack, where the paper at?
Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up
And I'm shooting n-s quick if ya hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpiece
The opposite of peace, sending mom duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
'Cause when I lick shots, them s***s is persistent
Man n-s come through I'm taking high school rings too
B****es get strangled for their earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her, I'm taking her doorknockers
And if she's resistant, blakka, blakka, blakka
^ I don’t even like juicy
wayne - demolition freestyle pt 1
and its not even close if we talking whole song