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danny brown - contra lyrics

[verse 1: danny brown]
from the hood where them n-gg-s pack fullys
turn an ounce of reg to a cutty
count money with a 10 deep flannel on
sb’s lookin’ like they been painted on
jeans fittin’ like they was made for me
your pants lookin’ like, they was hand-me-downs from your daddy
get at me, my fit worth a stacky
i’m in a caddy getting head in the back seat
rubbin’ on her yakki
then it start rainin’, when i start c-mmin’
so now i’m brainstorming, on how i’m gon’ run it
and ya’ll like f-gs, p-ssy you don’t want it
gosh darn it, got heat like furnace, and i raise it like thermostat
rollin’ that thundercat kush look like panthro
heard you grab your ankles, take it in your manhole
that’s so disgusting, i think i just threw up in my mouth
can somebody p-ss me a towel?
a wetnap or something? n-gg- is you frontin’?
i beat you in your face, now your head like a pumpkin
jack-o-lantern, i’m danny tanner
watchin’ that white girl, you a dry jheri curl
you worthless piece of sh-t
your baby mama begged me to suck my d-ck
and i ain’t gon’ let her, she look like predator
you a gay boy like david archuleta
contra, where n-gg-s pierce armor
it’s two n-gg-s, two guns, blowin’ out your conscience
you see them chrome fourty-fours, in this b-tch with thirty men
ya’ll n-gg-s know the code like…

[hook:]
up up down down left right left right b a b a select start
up up down down left right left right b a b a select start

[verse 2: elzhi]
yo, when i write ya’ll, i blackout like nightfall
i’m never sh-tted on like that blight stall, that’s quite small
you wouldn’t like me when i get gutter, it’s the legit cutter
and you ain’t sharp enough to split b-tter
i stack riches, throwin’ n-gg-s in black ditches
you wack b-tches, while you mixed up like when the track switches
hand on my nuts like my sac itches
lookin’ like the mack, hitting ‘lac switches
hiding guns in my abercrombie
with a dime piece, gettin’ more brain than a zombie
times 3, ladies love cool j
i need a b-tch with more cl-ss than a school day
i heard a fool say i wasn’t in his top 3
stepped off with a broke arm and a popped knee
see me & brown is no regular team
we make the whole planet flip like omega supreme
yeah, make ’em hype, yo i murder with this tight flow
you a typo, plus you suck like lypo
i keep bodies hid, f-ck a john gotti bid
talk money, then we can chop it up like the karate kid
but don’t think i won’t clap and merk ’em
infrared, beam ’em up, i will captain kirk ’em
and turn ’em to a brainless dodo
and break ’em both, legs one and two, like when kane was solo
i’m sn-tchin’ up his chains and polo, the flow’s fitted
to pose with it in the strangest photo
i’m b-mpin’ blue genie, if your stacks is too teeny
first you see me, and then you don’t like i’m houdini
n-gg-

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