Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dan Larusso , by - Golden BlackRelease date: 25.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dan Larusso |
| Yeah Yeah, we alright nigga |
| Move aside, nigga you’s a hype |
| Owh my, fedi vibes when we pull up we don’t mind |
| Damn my bitch love coke, she can’t afford it though |
| She wants some blessing blessings |
| That bitch be only stressing me |
| Threw a bone then she left, now we kick it Dan LaRusso |
| We don’t pretend, that we fuck with you |
| Nigga who is you? |
| We don’t need to take notes Macy Grey |
| Feel like DMX in cradle to the grave |
| Karate chop (yeah), Japanese (yeah, yeah) |
| She goin' suck my uhh, on her knees |
| I be laughing to the bank like Tony Yayo |
| Young Morita with the flow, you know it’s fuego |
| Keep the blessings to ourselves |
| Cut it like karate with no belt |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| You can catch me on the next flight |
| Teleport you to the next life |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso kicks I’m poppin |
| I can take you shopping in my closet |
| My pinkie ring can put your ass through college nigga |
| I got pussy in Zimbabwe |
| It’s a robotic whip |
| Give me good brain and get you a scholarship |
| My jewelry is cold, my bitches the opposite |
| I’m with the gang, I’m not with the politics |
| And I never had a wallet |
| I’ve been rich off of this knowledge |
| Get out your feelings, get back in your pocket |
| Keep your mother fuckin' hands off my narcotics |
| Keep the blessings to ourselves |
| Cut it like karate with no belt |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| You can catch me on the next flight |
| Teleport you to the next life |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Big dreams |
| Big tings |
| Look at me |
| Lit like Bic |
| Purple drink |
| Lenazine |
| Hit up Lebo |
| He’s the plug |
| Run that shit like Usain Bolt |
| Don’t do what |
| Don’t call five O |
| Call my pathners |
| They want war |
| We give them war |
| Your dream girl |
| She give me more |
| More more more |
| My money long |
| Tall A$$ Mo |
| Hit the gas smoke that loud |
| Fresh out the bag |
| Body bag |
| My chick bad and boujee |
| Got those tatts like Tunechi |
| Draco spray that uzzi |
| Still gonn fuck it up, fuck it up |
| I’ll put your girl in a coupe |
| Jumping around like a Puma |
| Versace my spray like them shooters |
| Hasta la vista im with my |
| Goons, zues |
| Keep the blessings to ourselves |
| Cut it like karate with no belt |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| You can catch me on the next flight |
| Teleport you to the next life |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |
| Dan LaRusso I’m not a copy |