CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Jaquavis & Aaron
(Ooh sh*t, that's a Danny G beat)
F**k Danny, F**k Danny. Damn Danny. You done found my egh da-damn Danny
N***as playin' round this b*t*h'll get lift up
Treat his a** like a Backwood and get lit up
Or I could use this Draco and f**k your whole fit up
Free brother he on his way home he doing sit ups
My little n***a said he want a chain I said go get you one
20 straps on lil' bro street you can pick you one
I'll use my mini Draco just to pick you up
Go and get another f**kin' chain, she gon' eat me up
Jaquavis bout to slide so, I'm gettin' picked up
Like I'm trynna' get in touch wit' you, you gettin' hit up
F**k a b*t*h face, real rough, till' she catch hiccups
Like I'm trynna' pimp a n***a ride, it's gettin' lift up
Damn, your man's in the ashtray
Get your b*t*h nails done, she got a sad face
I'm runner-up through this b*t*h, and you in last place
Cocaine slide up Unc nose, he got a gla** face
You don't wanna know what we did with our last K
I just sold two or three bows, yeah the fast way
I just got the head from your b*t*h you got the a** face
My lil' cousin made 40k on a Saturday
Don't play with YSR I'll send my whole hood after you
I gotta get her hair did, she gotta att**ude
F**k around and drop 3 mixtapes, I'm in my rapper mood
Oh you scam lil' n***a? You could never do what trappers do
You was sh*ttin' first but, I'm the last to poot
I was the first to buss, you was the last to shoot
Do somethin' in broad daylight then do what Casper do
Catch a lot of bows and now, you the last to hoop
I beat my hoes up like I'm Blunt Logic
I shoot a Glock just like I'm Blunt Logic
Heard about you boy you is not silent
Beat your favorite rapper a** coming out of Hot Topic
Aye Kidd, I'm toting my Glock like I'm O'Dog
Why the f**k this n***a looking at me like I know dog?
U-Up the FiveSeven at his a** I'm bout' to blow dog
We boutta' bring the FN's and the Glocks to the show dog
On a good day, I ain't gon' lie, I be feelin' bool
I just spent another band on some Jimmy Choo's
Came over my ex b*t*h crib becuz' I miss the food
Hoes say I'm kind of mean, I be actin' rude
You'll act rude too if you was rich b*t*h
I-I feel teeth in yo' mouth now I'm p*ssed b*t*h
200 on the dash it go *VROOM* issa' whip-whip
Me and all my gang want the smoke like we wit' him
F**k Danny, F**k Danny. Damn Danny. You done found my egh da-damn Danny
N***as playin' round this b*t*h'll get lift up
Treat his a** like a Backwood and get lit up
Or I could use this Draco and f**k your whole fit up
Free brother he on his way home he doing sit ups
My little n***a said he want a chain I said go get you one
20 straps on lil' bro street you can pick you one
I'll use my mini Draco just to pick you up
Go and get another f**kin' chain, she gon' eat me up
Jaquavis bout to slide so, I'm gettin' picked up
Like I'm trynna' get in touch wit' you, you gettin' hit up
F**k a b*t*h face, real rough, till' she catch hiccups
Like I'm trynna' pimp a n***a ride, it's gettin' lift up
Damn, your man's in the ashtray
Get your b*t*h nails done, she got a sad face
I'm runner-up through this b*t*h, and you in last place
Cocaine slide up Unc nose, he got a gla** face
You don't wanna know what we did with our last K
I just sold two or three bows, yeah the fast way
I just got the head from your b*t*h you got the a** face
My lil' cousin made 40k on a Saturday
Don't play with YSR I'll send my whole hood after you
I gotta get her hair did, she gotta att**ude
F**k around and drop 3 mixtapes, I'm in my rapper mood
Oh you scam lil' n***a? You could never do what trappers do
You was sh*ttin' first but, I'm the last to poot
I was the first to buss, you was the last to shoot
Do somethin' in broad daylight then do what Casper do
Catch a lot of bows and now, you the last to hoop
I beat my hoes up like I'm Blunt Logic
I shoot a Glock just like I'm Blunt Logic
Heard about you boy you is not silent
Beat your favorite rapper a** coming out of Hot Topic
Aye Kidd, I'm toting my Glock like I'm O'Dog
Why the f**k this n***a looking at me like I know dog?
U-Up the FiveSeven at his a** I'm bout' to blow dog
We boutta' bring the FN's and the Glocks to the show dog
On a good day, I ain't gon' lie, I be feelin' bool
I just spent another band on some Jimmy Choo's
Came over my ex b*t*h crib becuz' I miss the food
Hoes say I'm kind of mean, I be actin' rude
You'll act rude too if you was rich b*t*h
I-I feel teeth in yo' mouth now I'm p*ssed b*t*h
200 on the dash it go *VROOM* issa' whip-whip
Me and all my gang want the smoke like we wit' him
