Chip$, Keely, Danny Brown - Horny Zebra lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chip$, Keely, Danny Brown - Horny Zebra lyrics]
Bitch it's Bruiser Brigade
Shut your eyes
Your bitch is a beauty, Chip$ is a beast
I run shit in these Michigan streets
357 o's we get wish from the east
Give you another mouth, missin' the teeth
Fuck a mission for peace got
A piece on the mission
Got a blade sharper than a beak on a chicken
Fuck you up like a runaway slave
Carve a nigga up like a honey baked ham
Put your shoes up
Tell them niggas put the rugers down
Kick his ass so bad
That nigga shit-swooshed now
My little niggas loose 'em wow
Put the metal in your mouth
Like a yule root canal
Chip$ no braces, I'm strapped up no laces
I'm so racist I only like the green guy
My stacks king size, niggas soft as creampies
I jizzed, and I still got a appetite
So way to grab the knife
And we'll have a slice
We pop bottles, pull your forks up
If you niggas eating good put your forks up
Do it for my niggas in the penal
We gon' get this money in the meanwhile
We pop bottles, let the suds float
If you niggas smokin' good
Let your blunts blow
Got stacks in the stashbox
And they tell me not to
Stunt on you have nots
Serve work look like I'm playing patty cake
Left hand drop, right hand take
Smack a fiend over credit off the esus jesus
Know I got them hard lines like a horny zebra
Split a swisher sweet open with my thumbnail
Doing kush-ups fuck with the dumbbells
Used to be out in phoneix loading up bails
On the trailer
Y'all was fuckin' with direct sells
44 nose lookin' like Gargamel's
Turn a giant to a smurf, niggas marhsmallow
Actin' hard like coke head dick
You niggas pussy I'm gonna eat y'all clit
Raise a tap glass plate like hi hat
Took a trip to seven mail with a pirate
Nigga I ain't a cripple but
I stay with the cane
Bitches skinny dipping in the
Lake purple rain
We pop bottles, pull your forks up
If you niggas eating good put your forks up
Do it for my niggas in the penal
We gon' get this money in the meanwhile
We pop bottles, let the suds float
If you niggas smokin' good
Let your blunts blow
Got stacks in the stashbox
And they tell me not to
Stunt on you have nots
Shut your eyes
Your bitch is a beauty, Chip$ is a beast
I run shit in these Michigan streets
357 o's we get wish from the east
Give you another mouth, missin' the teeth
Fuck a mission for peace got
A piece on the mission
Got a blade sharper than a beak on a chicken
Fuck you up like a runaway slave
Carve a nigga up like a honey baked ham
Put your shoes up
Tell them niggas put the rugers down
Kick his ass so bad
That nigga shit-swooshed now
My little niggas loose 'em wow
Put the metal in your mouth
Like a yule root canal
Chip$ no braces, I'm strapped up no laces
I'm so racist I only like the green guy
My stacks king size, niggas soft as creampies
I jizzed, and I still got a appetite
So way to grab the knife
And we'll have a slice
We pop bottles, pull your forks up
If you niggas eating good put your forks up
Do it for my niggas in the penal
We gon' get this money in the meanwhile
We pop bottles, let the suds float
If you niggas smokin' good
Let your blunts blow
Got stacks in the stashbox
And they tell me not to
Stunt on you have nots
Serve work look like I'm playing patty cake
Left hand drop, right hand take
Smack a fiend over credit off the esus jesus
Know I got them hard lines like a horny zebra
Split a swisher sweet open with my thumbnail
Doing kush-ups fuck with the dumbbells
Used to be out in phoneix loading up bails
On the trailer
Y'all was fuckin' with direct sells
44 nose lookin' like Gargamel's
Turn a giant to a smurf, niggas marhsmallow
Actin' hard like coke head dick
You niggas pussy I'm gonna eat y'all clit
Raise a tap glass plate like hi hat
Took a trip to seven mail with a pirate
Nigga I ain't a cripple but
I stay with the cane
Bitches skinny dipping in the
Lake purple rain
We pop bottles, pull your forks up
If you niggas eating good put your forks up
Do it for my niggas in the penal
We gon' get this money in the meanwhile
We pop bottles, let the suds float
If you niggas smokin' good
Let your blunts blow
Got stacks in the stashbox
And they tell me not to
Stunt on you have nots