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dino brown - dino's first words lyrics

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[verse 1: dino brown]
i drop d-ck on her optic, soon as she hopped in i’m
in the cut like the eyebrows of hopsin
i browse lots in boston to build lofts in
baby bad with the soft skin, johnson an johnson
you probably mad cause i’m rick rossin’
bossin, sauced in slauson
eyes glossin, bob costas
at the sochi olympics, i’m goin hard no limp-d-ck
great god i’m so gifted
f-ck the past, already, i lived it
livin life blazed in the future, eyes shifted
i shift to first, you can hear the engine purr
double-clutch to third, you could hear the pipes burst, blah!
vroom-vroom, zoom-a-zoom, in your boom-boom
switchin channels now i’m tunin’ to her b00b-tube
i’m a rude dude, plus i’m crude too
f-cked her in my snooze-room, and i put the b-tch on you-tube

[break]

[verse 2: dino brown]
it’s like magic how i’m castin these tricks
pullin bunnies with a hat and the wave of my stick, now
i’m packin fruity bowls, i ain’t talkin bout trix, but
she smoke enough of that, i got her talkin bout d-ck!
i 1080 flip, in a parallel dimension
in the blink of an eye, so you better pay attention
this is the ascension of a hip-hop legend
beginnin’/middle/endin’ of a never-endin sentence
n-ggas see my skin and they wanna say i’m satan, huh?
little do they know, this monkey super-saiyan, uh!
proud to be loud, i never got to say enough
motherf-ck the mold, i never really straightened up
ain’t afraid to shout, i’m a m-th-f-ckin guttamouth
doin stupid sh-t with my friends, that’s what i’m about
standin’ in plain sight, ain’t gotta guess my whereabouts
sl1ck with the mouthpiece, i caught a case of b-tter-mouth
now, p-ss the dutchie on the left-hand side
you cough a bit too much but imma let that slide
gotta cough to get off, i know that’s right
once she get that high, she let me hit backside, right

[break]
chyea, chyeah uh
word, word
word, word, word

[verse 3: dino brown]
motherf-ck the laws of physics, f-ckin’ fist it
twist the wrist in, leave the tip in
and leave it limpin’ on some pimp sh-t
in case you missed it
i’m a d-ck, kid, my dipstick, rubbin’ on yo b-tch lips
makin’ sure she l1ck it, cause she know i like my sh-t sl1ck
b-tches can’t, drop me like a perfect p-ss
but i’m only g-ssed off the broccoli
stronger than rock lee, couldn’t stop me if you wanted
it’s probably your knees knock, yelling please stop, now you’re p-ssed off
because i’m, lappin motherf-cka’s
without stopping for a pit-stop
in the cut, like a f-ckin’ pizza
drop-kickin’ sequoias out of f-ckin paranoia
i’m deploying the boys, on my latest playboys
nerves made of steel alloy, guess i’m part android
alkaloidal fumes on my breath from eatin’ asteroids
you out with ya boys, at a c-ck-meet
i got your girl yelling, “rock me, with your c-ck meat!”

[outro]
what’s the word?
the bird is the word, you haven’t heard that then your sh-t is absurd
(laughs) uh
the motherf-ckin’ guttermouth
the motherf-ckin’ guttermouth



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