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rese'vor dogs - yes lyrics

[intro]
yes

[verse 1 – danny brown]
do ren-a-sance run this? (yes)
rese’vor dog, f.b.c. b-tch (yes)
wrist so blue, it’ll make you seasick (yes)
my n-gga still starvin’, it’s the remix
danny brown in your town like (yes)
pocket thicker b-tches love me now like (yes)
run up on you with the four pound like (yes)
that’s that clown on the ground man
do we got these n-ggas [?] (yes)
talking hustlin’ when they really employed (yes)
then we come up in this b-tch to make noise (yes)
and smoke fat cigars like it’s ya boy, yeah
we’ll leave ya destroyed
with our hands all on ya like a ouija board
these n-ggas in the d so see before
danny brown ain’t nothin’ y’all seen before

[hook – danny brown]
if you n-ggas sell crack, say (yes)
broad daylight, bust your gat, say (yes)
push dime bags in the hallway (yes)
well it’s okay, motherf-cker, just do what you do
if you’re f-ckin’ these hoes, say (yes)
pocket full of money, slanging o’s, say (yes)
got the ak in the doorway (yes)
well it’s okay, motherf-cker, cause we doin’ it too

[verse 2 – dopehead]
you must like lookin’ at my kicks huh? (yes)
you like how the sun hit my wrist huh? (yes)
you wanna come kick it with the clique huh? (yes)
well b-tch we broke, ain’t got 3 dollars to save our life
wanna mean mug your face huh? (yes)
if you jump, i’ma flinch in this place huh (yes)
you must think i’m a b-tch in this place huh? (yes)
well all that means, y’all n-ggas get to hit my fist with your face
[?] love them hoes (yes)
take em to the cut and drop them drawers (yes)
bust twice then i drop them hoes (yes)
b-tch i’m a pimp, i hit em off and never call em again
is this real gangsta music? (yes)
was mike loop gonna do this? (yes)
a shot to your head’ll leave you roofless (yes)
well n-gga tie ya vest up to ya head, cause i’m ready for war

[hook]

[verse 3 – chip$]
so what, you’re gettin’ money right? (yes)
why? cause your car on 20’s right? (yes)
plus you ’bout to cop the new bentley right? (yes)
n-gga you trippin’, i catch you slippin’ comin’ out of the bar
plus your girl top notch right? (yes)
plus you think a n-gga can’t pop right? (yes)
plus you think you got it on lock right? (yes)
n-gga you stupid, your girl tried to give me -ss at the club
plus you got a lot of guns right? (yes)
and you quick to bust em just for fun right? (yes)
but when i pull up, you try to run right? (yes)
look at you now, you gotta pick your brains off of the ground
you hustle that cane [?] rat? (yes)
plus you actin’ you can’t sell right? (yes)
time to retire, you can’t tell right? (yes)
well stick to the script and leave this rap sh-t alone motherf-cker

[hook]

[outro]
yes

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