The Nana Song - Danny Brown
[Verse 1]
Tell me why my dimes look pregnant
That n_ggas know that my connect Mexican
Hoes with light complexion little to no melanin
Smoking on the purple the herbal is so elegant
Intelligent b_tches from college that study medicine
Drop it in they face like visine medicine
In your hood liquor store, cop a slice of pizza
Skinnys on playing with the rockets like Ariza
N_gga don't confuse it, think it's just music
N_ggas think hip hop is book-bags and chew-sticks
Fiends out front beg for change for our rows
Ain't talking about flowers let 'em hold a couple dollars
It's like it's Catch Phrase, roll a sack of haze
F_ck tomorrow dog, we ain't promised today
So tell me what's the reason these n_ggas eating
I feel like the whole damn industry teasing
[Sample]
[Verse 2]
I used to cop a nick bag and pull two out it
Man, these rap n_ggas jewelry looking too cloudy
Sitting in the Audi, L.A. at the do over
Throwing up the middle finger yelling "F_ck Oprah"
You in the hood n_gga, trying to get your buzz up
I'm at the Standard n_gga, two b_tches with they tops up
And watch 'em treat each other like the buffet
While you doing calling orders at the Coney
Hoes say the d_ck so huge
That you can package pre-orders up through the roof
So keep sleeping on me, I'mma wake up with your b_tch
Rolling over, asking her "Know how to make grits?"
N_gga I'm the sh_t, so homie don't piss me
Eat p_ssy so good, none of my hoes kiss me
Lick your b_tch or I'mma be eating
The next time you call that ho a be teasing like
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