Danny Brown Handstand

Check!

I will eat on them pajamas

Bite all on it like piranha

When it comes to that vagina

Baby girl you could be my dinner

Just lean back, and get it

Won’t stop licking til you tell me quit

Let me suck on that clit while you follow my head

Baby girl I know you’re with it, ball with me

Fall back on that outfit or something

And I love your thighs I can’t deny

Work it like Twerk team and I think my dick want to be the sound

Rolling balls til’ my dick hard, didn’t say heard like a missed call

I don’t really look like I’m trying to fuck and I probably won’t care about her tomorrow

Dammit ho, what you trying to do “pour a deuce lets get chopped and screwed”

Fools gold, and you know, and Balmain mark down the shit

Smoking on that freeze, nigga

Got a nigga, amnesia nigga

Comatose and I need a dose

Wanna get behind that ass you got

Dipping to that Diplo

Throw it right when they play tonight

Looking right, thinking of dimes and I think I am gon’ fuck her tonight

She lookin’ ready to go, and fosho ain’t gon stop

With her hands on the floor and her feet on the wall

[Hook]

Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand [x2]

(Shake that ass for a gangsta nigga)

Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand [x2]

(Shake that ass for a hipster nigga)

[Bridge]

Hands on the floor and her feet on the wall

And she pop that pussy like she ain’t afraid to fall

When her hands on the floor and her feet on the wall

And she pop that pussy like she ain’t afraid to fall

Let me see what you’re working with

Don’t stop girl keep twerkin’ it

I’m watching you and I’m wondering if you could do that with my dick in it

She throw it back like a fire ball

Hit it up, order like a house call

Want to eat the cat, be from the back, then give that ho a mouthful

Hundred dollar pills we rolling, ass in the air she working

Don’t care when we rolling, don’t care when they rolling

Hundred dollar pills we rolling, ass in the air she working

Don’t care when we rolling, don’t feel when we rolling

Pop the pussy on hand stand, record that on my Handycam

That uncut, ludicrous

Feel that monkey I go Orangutan

You ain’t met a nigga like this before

Eat it from the back, suck on ya toes

The way I put my mouth on it that pussy wet feeling [?]

Throw it back to that A-track, one hour to that Baauer

Now she got my dick hard, and I want to fuck her in the shower

Looking ready to go, oh fo’ sho’ I ain’t go soft

Got her hands on floor, and her feet on the wall

[Hook]

[Bridge]

Danny Brown Guitar Solo

My little nigga fourteen…

Got his hand on the forty with the infrared beam

His daddy locked up and his mama is a fiend

Catch her trickin’ on the corner, knees dirty on her jeans

At night he never dreams cause he hardly ever sleep

Layin’ in the bed facin’ someone else’s feet

So late night he creep, walk around these streets

With the same hoodie on, he been wearin’ for a week

He wants something to eat, and his sneaks so scuffed

Just lookin’ in his eyes, you can tell he livin’ rough

Standing outside a gas station puffin’ on a loosie

Dropped outta school cause his peers appeared bougie

And they wear gucci, and shit that rappers talk

Robbed an old lady but his ass got caught

Will he get out, man I really don’t know bro

I hope I’ll find out after the guitar solo

After the guitar solo…

The guitar solo…

After the guitar solo…

The guitar solo…

This little girl pregnant man she only fourteen

Bust in by an older nigga, lack of self-esteem

Her mom’s a gold-digger, and her dad is not around

Last time she saw him he took her to Belle Isle

A child with a child and her mama don’t care

Another bridge card gon’ put her on welfare

Baby daddy say he got her, prolly won’t succeed

Cause he bought a pair of cardi’s ‘stead of reing-up the weed

His dream is a cutty with some rims on that bitch

Is that the type of man you want raising your kids?

So now you ditch class cause your belly getting bigger

And every other day yo’ mama fuck another nigga

So what she gonna do is find herself a drug dealer

Her dream and goal in life is to be saved by a nigga

And will she get far? I really don’t know bro

I hope I find out after the guitar solo

The guitar solo…

After the guitar solo…

The guitar solo…

Guitar solo…

Danny Brown Head For Free

CHECK!

Joker

Bruiser

Yeah

Burn an ounce to this

Bitch I put my house on it

That if I pull my dick out

You gon’ put your mouth on it

I know you wanna bounce on it

And look back at me with confidence

But if you don’t spend no pounds on it then

We gon’ have some consequence

Bitch show me what that mouth do

Spit all on it like “achoo”

That boy Ra like Afu

That bitch nasty like dog food

Pulled up in the old school

But them clothes is all new

Them hoes be like who you

But them white hoes they already knew

Now she all up on my thang

This Alexander ring

A couple grams of cocaine

Now we up in P.F. Chang’s

Keep going back to that bathroom

I said snort that shit off the bar

A couple shots of that Cuervo

Now she suckin my dick in the car

Now we chewin’ on a pill

‘Bout the size of this bitch nipple

And when that wind blow hard

You can hear that asshole whistle

That’s the type of bitch I like

That’s the kind of ho I love

A blond hair blue-eyed ho

With some dried up blood in her nose

Now I know nothin’ ’bout you

But I know a whole lot ’bout me

And one thing’s for certain

I ain’t paying for that pussy

So if what’s in your knees gon’ cost me a fee

Call me cheap and give that head up for free

Now give me head for free

Head for free, head for free

Cause you ain’t gettin’ my money

Give me head for free

Head for free, head for free

Cause you ain’t gettin’ my money

Give me head for free

Head for free, head for free

Cause you ain’t gettin’ my money

Style!

Now give me head for free

Head for free

Pitchfork

Style!

Danny Brown Dip

[Hook:]

Dip I dip you dip I dip

Dip I dip you dip I dip

Dip you dip I dip

Dip you dip I dip

Don’t let me into my zone [x3]

You haters leave me alone

I say, don’t let me into my zone [x3]

You haters leave me alone

[Verse 1:]

Like Lieutenant Dan I’m rollin’

Back to back I keep on smokin’

Eyes keep shakin’ and I can’t stay focused

I don’t give a fuck if you niggas ain’t noticed

I’m sweatin’ but I’m cold

Mouth all dry but I got a runny nose

I just bought me a water bottle

Chug that down but I think I need me some mo’

And I keep feelin’ like I’m gon’ faint

But fuck that nigga pass me that drank

I done drunk too much I might throw up in a hotel bathroom sink

Bitch I’m wildin, I’m zooted

Can’t believe that I’m even movin’

Off a half a gram of molly we about to go party,

And I don’t know what I’m doin’

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Now all these rappers talkin’ bout that molly

Bet a million dollars these niggas ain’t dippin’

Pure MDMA put it in a shot we talkin’ bout crystals

Been dancin’ hard up all day

Rest in peace to mac dre

Throw up the T

Scratch on my face

Do the Thizzle dance up in the place

I’m grindin on your bitch while I’m grindin’ on my teeth

Don’t give a flying fuck

So right now you don’t want beef

I’m blown, I’m zooted

Can’t believe that I’m even movin’

Off a half a gram of molly we about to go party,

And I don’t know what I’m doin’

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

She licked it off my index

Before that she been wet

Now she licking on her best friend

While they suck me watching sunset

That’s right bitch we ain’t done yet

Lifting her purse, undress

It kicked in she lickin’

Before I blink she undressed

Molly making her feel good

It’s a feeling she can’t explain

But obvious we got some problems

So bitch let’s kill that pain

I’m blown, I’m zooted

Can’t believe I’m even movin’

Off a half a gram of molly we about to go party,

And I don’t know what I’m doin’

[Hook]

Danny Brown Fresh Off The Boat

Fresh off the boat

You can tell the way I wear my clothes

That I’m fresher than a scent from a rock

Fresh off the boat

You can tell the way I wear my gold

That I shine anywhere around the globe

Fresh off the boat

Getting mine everywhere I go

So if you don’t know homie now you know

Fresh off the boat

And homie I demand my respect

Everywhere I go I rep my set

I’m fresh off the boat

[Outro x2:]

Homie, you don’t know where I come from

But I know where I’ma go

Fresh off the boat

Danny Brown Generation Rx

[Verse 1:]

Lookin’ at this pill in the middle of my palm

Pop it, sip some cola, thirty minutes, it be on

Staring at the sidekick, words come to me

Rolling up the swisha, puffin’ on the loosie

Got a nigga focused feelin’ all right

With this type of feelin’ I can write all night

I never had a problem with payin’ attention

Popped the adderall then I wrote a verse in minutes

Play this in your ipod, noddin’ on vicodin

Man, this shit legal, it must be alright then

Nigga, yeah right, this shit even worse

When doctor wrote prescription, your addiction was birthed

Turn your kids to fiends with a drug called ritalin

This is for my niggas popping xannies not rememberin’

What they did last night

Pills and orange tubes got the government right

They say there’s no stoppin’ from starting oxycontins

They in trailer parks sniffin’ it with rolled dollars

All about a dollar, baby killers in the world

The ones that supply you when you gotta fuckin’ cold

[Hook:]

I can’t feel

When I’m off this pill

No doubt I done them all

Xanny bars, adderall

My mind drifts

Let it dissolve in what I sipped

My soul blowin in the wind

Eat pills and vicodin

[Verse 2:]

They say I might go out like heath ledger

Laughin’ at the joker of an antidepressant

And if you can’t sleep

They got a pill for that

Brown good in poppin’ enzyte to get my dick fat

Fags take hormones to grow a set of titties

Got a pill to make your dick hard when you’re sixty

Now tell me do that add up, g, when they lock your ass up

For a dimebag of weed

Teen girls take birth control killing off the seeds

Got her lookin’ twenty when she only fifteen

They got illegal ones like x and mescaline

In my teens my homie took one, he did fifteen

My granny turned out on them blood pressure pills

And if she don’t pop em, she might not be here

But is it really helpin’ make a nigga shed a tear

I wonder, do they make a pill to take away your fears?

[Hook:]

I can’t feel

When I’m off this pill

No doubt I done them all

Xanny bars, adderall

My mind drifts

Let it dissolve in what I sipped

My soul blowin in the wind

Eat pills and vicodin

Danny Brown Break It

(Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go)

Don’t stop ’til you break it, break it

Don’t stop ’til you break it, break it

Don’t stop ’til you break it, break it

Who the fuck is you fucking with

I been in the dirt like a catcher’s mitt

I’m activist on Actavis

Won’t smack a bitch, but I’m like a pimp

Long ass cudi, eatin’ lots of shrimp

Got a wig and bring it back

She go in and bring it back

And make that booty go

Ain’t no way gonna sleep with a whitey

Rob my nigga ho so furry

Ghetto Bill Murray, that’s a whole nother story

What a nightmare when you see talking to your chick

Put this in your nosehole/nose, ho, then start sniffin’

Put this on your tongue ho, then start lickin

Y’all niggas shroomin’, y’all better fall back [?]

Ain’t no time to be playin’

Spit champagne when you hear what I’m sayin’

Exhale kush when I breathe on the mic

Everytime I rock like a diamond heist

Drop the lights when I drop the jewel

With that work, we make it twerk

Don’t end up on your homeboy’s shirt

Cause you popped you a pill, now you feelin like a ho

Now you goin berserk

I’m just tryin to see her shake it

Don’t stop girl, just break it

Stick it out, then bring it back

Make that booty go — go go go

Don’t stop til you break it

Girl just gimme your all [x3]

Hell no you can’t have it all

Girl just gimme your all [x3]

Hell no you can’t have it all

She had me on that wall

Drink in my hand with her ass on my balls

Sweatin, hot, and we rollin

Phone off service, got a couple missed calls

Girl don’t stop just get it

After this, ho, I’mma lick it

Rubbin on your stomach while I’m kissin on your neck

Thing gettin hard while I’m rubbin on your breasts

Girl you make me wanna do things

When you grind all on that ding-a-ling

Make me wanna rip off your pants

Put my hand between your legs

Rubbin on them nipples

Wanna make that pussy dribble

Wanna bend that ass over then hit it from the back

Girl make that booty go

With that work, we make it twerk

Don’t end up on your homeboy’s shirt

Cause you popped you a pill, now you feelin like a ho

Now you goin berserk

I’m just tryin to see her shake it

Don’t stop girl, just break it

Stick it out, then bring it back

Make that booty go — go go go

Don’t stop til you break it

Girl just gimme your all [x3]

Hell no you can’t have it all

Girl just gimme your all [x3]

Hell no you can’t have it all

She had me on that wall

Drink in my hand with her ass on my balls

Sweatin, hot, and we rollin

Phone off service, got a couple missed calls

Girl don’t stop just get it

After this, ho, I’ma lick it

Rubbin on your stomach while I’m kissin on your neck

Thing gettin hard while I’m rubbin on your breasts

Girl you make me wanna do things

When you grind all on that ding-a-ling

Make me wanna rip off your pants

Put my hand between your legs

Rubbin on them nipples

Wanna make that pussy dribble

Wanna bend that ass over then hit it from the back

Girl make that booty go

With that work, we make it twerk

Don’t end up on your homeboy’s shirt

Cause you popped you a pill, now you feelin like a ho

Now you goin berserk

I’m just tryin to see her shake it

Don’t stop girl, just break it

Stick it out, then bring it back

Make that booty go — go go go

Don’t stop til you break it

Danny Brown Contra

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]

From the hood where them niggas 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 cummin’

So now I’m brainstorming, on how I’m gon’ run it

And ya’ll like fags, pussy 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 pass me a towel?

A wetnap or something? Nigga 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 shit

Your baby mama begged me to suck my dick

And I ain’t gon’ let her, she look like Predator

You a gay boy like David Archuleta

Contra, where niggas pierce armor

It’s two niggas, two guns, blowin’ out your conscience

You see them chrome fourty-fours, in this bitch with thirty men

Ya’ll niggas 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 shitted 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 butter

I stack riches, throwin’ niggas in black ditches

You wack bitches, 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 bitch with more class 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, fuck 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 snatchin’ up his chains and Polo, the flow’s fitted

To pose with it in the strangest photo

I’m bumpin’ blue genie, if your stacks is too teeny

First you see me, and then you don’t like I’m Houdini

Nigga

Danny Brown Change

All the talk in the streets

Don’t bother me none

I lay in bed don’t miss a second of sleep

Blow a blunt pass out don’t count no sheep

Wake up blow another one and still don’t eat

Ice melting in the grand cru

Too high for rude comments

I look down on you

I’m humble and too nice

But I don’t talk to no Nigga that can’t look me in my eyes

Smoke a newport and take a shit

And text your bitch

She know she really want it

I’m just trying to crash the boards like udonis

Blow some chronic now she all up on it

Used to catch the bus to Great Lakes

To many hoes on me man dog I know they fake

Cause where were your hoes at

When I was tapping hoes and they couldn’t even look back

I rather just kickback

And fuck with wifey

Rock heels she don’t fuck with nikes

She say papi put it all inside me

And I don’t do shit lay back and let her ride me

[Hook:]

Look how it all can change

Things change start getting some change

Same friends used to ask for change

A straight change cause they say you changed

And now look how it all can change

It feels strange when they say you changed

But think about it man you changed your life

Changed your car

Changed your crib

Changed your wife

How the fuck can I act funny

Far as I know I ain’t never been bummy

And these bitches can’t change me

Baby momma shot a mood

So I treat ’em al the same

I don’t share things got my own lane

Niggas in he hood call me by my government name

Respected in the D used to hustle on 12th street

And I’m from Linwood

So you know I’m soul good

Should have been God merc

But I’m fighting in the D like Emanuel Steward

Niggas see you and won’t say two words

But when your ass die they want to say a few words

And my real niggas I’ll take a case for

Cock back drop back I’ll take a face full

Niggas fake ain’t no pride no more

Wonder why these real niggas won’t ride no more

[Hook:]

Look how it all can change

Things change start getting some change

Same friends used to ask for change

A straight change cause they say you changed

Look how it all can change

It feels strange when they say you changed

But think about it man you changed in life

Changed your car

Changed your crib

Changed your wife

Danny Brown Cartier

[Verse 1:]

Catch you slippin’ with them all white Buffies

Take that like Puffy

I’ll Leave a nigga with some shit stains

Leave blood stains all on them wood frames

Catch you slippin’ with your feet up

Nigga, fuck that, even beat your bitch up

Catch you walkin’ round North Lyn with Ye’s on

Run up on her, snatch those, now they gone

I can get 400 for these wire frames

Fresh out the box, no scratches, mayne

Real deal dawg, no fake shit

Transition lens, nigga take shit

Seen a nigga with them old school Mayfairs

Caught a two piece, at the state fair

Seen a nigga at the Coney with some ice in him

Now the doctor tryin’ to put some fuckin’ life in him

That’s how it is in the city of the motor

Where a nigga doin’ what he gotta do to get a quarter

Dime, nickle, penny

Automatic, semi

Catch a nigga with’ them Cartiers and I’m like “gimme”

That’s why we four deep in this Regal

Bangin’ rock bottom, dirty Desert Eagle

Finna hit the club, you know what’s up

You got some Cartiers, you gettin’ fucked up

[Hook:]

And we goin’ in the party

And we snatchin’ niggas Cartys

I say we goin’ in the party

And we snatchin’ niggas Cartys

We goin’ in the party

And we snatchin’ niggas Cartys

[Verse 2:]

I seen a pair of woods, twenty two hundred

I seen a nigga with’ em, I told that nigga run it

I leave a nigga dalmatian for them Malmaisons

For them rosewoods, roses where you stood

And I think them wood frames better on me

Sold ’em for six, coulda got a G

You think you real, g? That heater on your ass

Lose your life over Cartier glasses

I’m where you get caved over shades

Wood on your caskets, flower on your graves

You think them wire frames shinin’?

I’ll be at the pawn shop before this rhyme end

And I’m ’bout to get cake

Come to find out that this nigga glasses was fake

It’s all good, g, it’s aight

That’s why I’m bout to hit the club tonight