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ft dopehead danny brown - errythang (ft. dopehead) - danny brown lyrics

[hook]
fast life living got me scooping on that sh-t
things will never be the same, bruise will be the click i claim
put that sh-t on errythang, put that sh-t on errythang
balling just to maintain, lucie’s rushing in my brain
ain’t got no dialer to my name, but put that sh-t on errythang
put that sh-t on errythang, put that sh-t on errythang
put that on my mind, i swear to god, i put that on my great, great, great grandma
put that on my squad, that i’m gonna get it, any time
snow or h-ll, i’m on my grind
it’s not how it happened
blow 7, swisher rolled up theoretically
you broke, you don’t think logically
i have in 2003, so when you bought it
i’ma read it
my n-gg- got 8 for a robbery
in thisso it’s commissary, so get suited
they say i need the when she pop, over shot
when she stop, i don’t know
all on her jaw, some on her nose
dripping her shoes, some on her clothes
she’s a nasty, dirty, hoe
even let me put it in her b-m, hole
run up on the corner like where you gonna go
he deep oh, no you ain’t no
legs in the air had a hard time
said she love me, but i don’t know her
they stop
[hook]
fast life living got me scooping on that sh-t
things will never be the same, bruise will be the click i claim
put that sh-t on errythang, put that sh-t on errythang
balling just to maintain, lucie’s rushing in my brain
ain’t got no dialer to my name, but put that sh-t on errythang
put that sh-t on errythang, put that sh-t on errythang
new in up mayhem, i kill rappers, break dance
smile in your face, tryina shake hands, i break hands
shoot your arms off, dump your body in the wasteland
from detroit city, they sh-t over sp-ce jams
at the funeral, chill with the preacher, amen
took steps down from yays, they robbing off the raybans
chilling in the bas-m-nts
jumping fences as soon as they see them raybans
always wonder why got mad when i made plans
rap i spray they face with ray cans
these local raps don’t even have a game plan
i step in they stoop, turn thatin a gangland
i’m a bruiser b-tch, off that dumb sh-t
and i don’t trust these hoes, oh for dumb b-tch
thisthey some dumb sh-t
i knock your head off before you reach that trunk
[hook]
fast life living got me scooping on that sh-t
things will never be the same, bruise will be the click i claim
put that sh-t on errythang, put that sh-t on errythang
balling just to maintain, lucie’s rushing in my brain
ain’t got no dialer to my name, but put that sh-t on errythang
put that sh-t on errythang, put that sh-t on errythang.

- ft dopehead danny brown lyrics

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