Danny Brown, DopeHead - Exotic lyrics

I blow three blunts before lunch and
Turn a rapper into dinner
Serve the East side taught
Me Bel-Air Shopping Center the West side
These niggas call me Green Field Plaza
You ain't got no connect nigga
You copping from El Blaga
Continue on the saga
Your mouth is Fierce as Sasha
Making millions off the girls
I'm Beyonce's father
I'm sitting in the Charger
You niggas Lady Gaga
Left my car charger, CD changer no Carter
Dwayne or Shawn
Sean Price mixed with Lil' Jon
Off the fifth of rum, piff in my lungs
Fucking two Asian bitches 'til
They couldn't cum
And when them hoes squirt it
Tastes like Hong Kong Wonton
They said, "Oh my
Biggest dick I've ever seen"
Showed her on the webcam
She start licking the screen
Next week we party putting coke
All up in her nose just me
My nigga Luke and a house full of hoes

And it's coke on the corner
Guns in the closet
Pills on the table, blowing on exotics
Money on the mantle, fuck direct deposit
Old school Chevy next year we roll exotics
And it's coke on the corner
Guns in the closet
Pills on the table, blowing on exotics
Money on the mantle, fuck direct deposit
Old school Chevy next year we roll exotics

That Cutty steering wheel all wood
Like a beaver bed
Your bitch neck move faster than cheetah legs
Nike 60's look like Zebra heads
Wack MC's, I eat 'em like pita bread rappers
I voicemail your best bitch in the hood
Hoes give me more throat than neck strength
All I want is money, cash no checks
I swear the sight of kushy
Makes her pussy so wet i say my flow cold as
The walls in the precinct
I'm a monster, eat pussy like Wheat Thins
I'm a rock star without a guitar
My chocolate melts in your girl mouth
Mr goodbar and it's weed on the corner
Guns on the target shorty going crazy
Sniffing coke in the closet
While I'm sitting on the
Toilet puffing on exotics
Bitch busts in the bathroom
And fucking vomit's

And it's coke on the corner
Guns in the closet
Pills on the table, blowing on exotics
Money on the mantle, fuck direct deposit
Old school Chevy next year we roll exotics
And it's coke on the corner
Guns in the closet
Pills on the table, blowing on exotics
Money on the mantle, fuck direct deposit
Old school Chevy next year we roll exotics