| Detroit, Stand up!
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| It’s Danny Brown!
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| Nick’s Beat!
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| Sway Seats minx floor with a digi' dash
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| Danny Brown got hoes like dance class
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| Float work make money get spent fast
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| Cutty on a 26 inches with the run flats
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| Tiger Fitted with the gan' in a swisher sweet
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| Trunk sounding like a Mazda on trickery
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| Got cute Feet, then what’s your content?
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| Let me squirt it on your lips like carmex
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| She don’t want me, just wanna hop in
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| Take her shopping, let me hit it at the drop in
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| Got the Cutty same color as some chickenskin
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| Every night I’m hoppin' in and out of chickenskin
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| In your residence counting up dividends
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| True allegiance jeans blue and yellow like Michigan
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| It ain’t the vision its simple working at kitchen then
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| Its work attract and it’s all simple at dishing things
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| My wheels so big got me sittin' in the sky
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| Shawty just smack it up on my thigh
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| You ain’t never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Man I’m so damn drunk, Man I’m 'boutta get high
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| Wheels so big, can’t believe my eyes
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| You ain’t never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Danny Brown, not the rest of these niggas
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| Though I’m still young, gonna bet to these niggas
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| Bet no west, no safety on this trigger
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| Go correct when you step get split like a swiss
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| Smelling like John Paul in a ball slim sweater
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| VonZipper shades, help me see a little better
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| You knew better, you do better
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| World grand roof with the stitching on the leather
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| In the Escalade, rolling up haze
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| Whether nigga like dark skinned Jermaine Sway
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| Stuntin' in the hood, nigga
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| Grab a nigga like Brenda try’na steal crack
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| Chilling on the block nigga, smoking on some kush
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| You ain’t danny brown nigga, you just puss
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| See me go another direction
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| It ain’t rocket science i keep the protection
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| My wheels so big got me sittin' in the sky
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| Shawty just smack it up on my thigh
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| You ain’t never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Man I’m so damn drunk, Man I’m 'boutta get high
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| Wheels so big, can’t believe my eyes
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| You ain’t never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Never seen a Cutty sit up this high
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| Oh How hip hop really got big
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| The kids rebelled
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| The kids would yell at america
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| Rebelled at disco
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| Like, we had Rock 'n Roll kids saying disco sucked
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| We had black kids saying… y’know that wasn’t into Rock n' Roll
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| We had no music
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| No, we had no real music to get into
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| RnB, the Motown scene had died down in the late seventies
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| (…what can i doo) |