| Paint a perfect picture
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| Brown like Picasso on purple, sippin' on liquor
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| The K spit fast like Chip Fu
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| Six foot nigga, but the chopper cost 6 2
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| Brown kick it like FIFA
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| Hood rat bitch, I don’t fuck with a diva
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| Take her to the mall, let her get fitted
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| Put the D on her head like a Tiger fitted
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| The four-five dirty
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| Sixteen bars, same value as a birdy
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| Born broke, die rich, float birds, flip bricks
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| Sitting in a cutty with the chrome on a stick shift
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| These niggas might be the feds
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| 44 long, fold a nigga like pita bread
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| I’m too old for a fist fight
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| Pop shit, burn a nigga’s crib like double’s night
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| I squeeze precisely
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| Where them niggas at?
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| Them niggas ain’t like me
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| See the problem is, I’m way too nice, please
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| Where that money at? |
| Fuck where it might be
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| Drop science like teenage pregnancy
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| In a cutty, same color as some celery
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| Flow felony, ain’t in my pedigree
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| Y’all ain’t fucking with me like celibacy
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| Spent a hundred on a collar bone
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| Danny Brown got white like styrofoam
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| The only you thing you running is your legs
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| Got gan by the boat, why you blowing on regs?
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| Won’t fall for a bitch, stand up to the judge
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| Always Clarks, never rock a pair of Lugz
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| Middle of attention, center of attraction
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| Got the streets listening, feds, they tappin'
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| I give hell to a break beat
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| Fuck a dutch nigga, pass me a Swisher Sweet
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| Come at Brown, don’t come at no bullshit
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| Bring extra rounds, need more than a full clip
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| I squeeze precisely
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| Where them niggas at?
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| Them niggas ain’t like me
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| See the problem is I’m way too nice, please
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| Where that money at? |
| Fuck where it might be
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| You know we tell it like it is, right?
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| Talk shit 'til these pussy niggas want to fight
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| Sleep days, making moves in the moonlight
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| «Niggas mad because I know that Cash Rules»
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| Yeah, you know we tell it like it is, right?
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| Talk shit 'til these pussy niggas want to fight
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| Sleep days, making moves in the moonlight
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| H.O.J. |
| is the crew, right?
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| The same, just hype, two niggas with mics
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| Gun talk on safety, we ain’t too puss' to fight
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| Aiyyo you motherfucking right, I don’t claim to be
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| Cause I am who I am, pretty soon you gon' see
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| Guess it is what it is then, we can shoot the five
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| Been deprived so long, just lucky to be alive
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| Won’t be survived by a wife and son
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| And no I won’t be removed from this space 'til I’m done
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| The undisputed one, pound for pound, second round
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| They say third times a charm, I’m liking how it sound
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| Haters wipe me down from my fitted to my shoes
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| Been paid my dues, bruh check the interviews
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| Cause I’m on, niggas like he been on the cusp
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| Been blazing trails, been leaving dust
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| Now we on the road to riches and finer things
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| Foreign cars, pulling stacks out our jeans like BLING
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| «I switches all that, cocksucker, Gs up» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Squeeze Precisely , by - Danny Brown. Song from the album Hot Soup - Instrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп