JPEGMAFIA, Danny Brown - Guess What Bitch, We Back Hoe! lyrics
JPEGMAFIA [Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks] Baltimore, Maryland/N.Y., U.S. 🇺🇸
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[JPEGMAFIA, Danny Brown - Guess What Bitch, We Back Hoe! lyrics]
No, you ain't check
Throw it back for a thick boy
I'm a outcast, still out last
Your favourite rapper, no hit's, boy
This offshore cost more than yours (Uh, huh)
Had Dior three years ago (Style)
Made my way, carved my own lane
Still hatin', do my own thing (yeah)
Ain't cryin' over no spilled milk (Nah)
Fuckin' bitches like Wilt still (Style)
Made it off the deep, coulda got killed (Ha)
Or locked up, we don't fuck with death (Ha)
But guess what, bitch? We back, ho
We ain't never left, just sound good
But guess what, bitch? We back, ho
'Cause we ain't never left, just sound good
(Uh) I'm Detroit Red on a whole lotta X (Ow)
He ain't in my pocket and I got that check
Had to check for thе shoestring
If you try to shoot, things might jam up
So try your don't try to be lookin' out
Keep it on me if you try to doubt
What thе fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Seen a lot homie, and watch your mouth
Guess what? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
Guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
(Well)
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
(Style) guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here, smokin' that strong (Let's go)
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone (Uh)
That money can't save you, bitch (No)
Them guards can't save you, bitch (Uh, uh)
Your pimp just playin' you, bitch
(That's right)
How you wanna be a thug and you rich? (Why?)
You can tell they was raised by some bitches
Creepy niggas always wanna kick it
Give percentage 'cause they want an image
Them people put all of your fam' in a ditch
Sni-
Bitch, play me, you gone, just leave me alone
I got a pistol, it's shiny and chrome
Straight to your face
Now we hollow your home
Uh oh, you know (You know)
Me and Danny, we pros (Pros)
Feelin' like Mike, just give me the goal
I'm feelin' like Biggie, they givin' me mo'
Huh woah, woah, woah, uh, let's go, uh
Rappers gettin' extorted (yeah)
Like hoes who can't afford it (Let's go)
Gotta check in with they daddy
But they get pushed down the toilet
Your fate came with a price and
For that price you gettin' aborted
These fake-ass wannabe gangstas turn to
Actors when they mournin'
Y'all tried to bring the heat
That's how shit pop, alonzo Mourning
She sing my song to me after we fuck
That bitch retarded
Guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
Guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
(Well)
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
(Style)
I'm ready, I'm ready no, you ain't (Uh)
Throw it back for a thick boy
I'm a outcast, still out last
Your favourite rapper, no hit's, boy
This offshore cost more than yours (Uh, huh)
Had Dior three years ago (Style)
Made my way, carved my own lane
Still hatin', do my own thing (yeah)
Ain't cryin' over no spilled milk (Nah)
Fuckin' bitches like Wilt still (Style)
Made it off the deep, coulda got killed (Ha)
Or locked up, we don't fuck with death (Ha)
But guess what, bitch? We back, ho
We ain't never left, just sound good
But guess what, bitch? We back, ho
'Cause we ain't never left, just sound good
(Uh) I'm Detroit Red on a whole lotta X (Ow)
He ain't in my pocket and I got that check
Had to check for thе shoestring
If you try to shoot, things might jam up
So try your don't try to be lookin' out
Keep it on me if you try to doubt
What thе fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Seen a lot homie, and watch your mouth
Guess what? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
Guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
(Well)
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
(Style) guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here, smokin' that strong (Let's go)
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone (Uh)
That money can't save you, bitch (No)
Them guards can't save you, bitch (Uh, uh)
Your pimp just playin' you, bitch
(That's right)
How you wanna be a thug and you rich? (Why?)
You can tell they was raised by some bitches
Creepy niggas always wanna kick it
Give percentage 'cause they want an image
Them people put all of your fam' in a ditch
Sni-
Bitch, play me, you gone, just leave me alone
I got a pistol, it's shiny and chrome
Straight to your face
Now we hollow your home
Uh oh, you know (You know)
Me and Danny, we pros (Pros)
Feelin' like Mike, just give me the goal
I'm feelin' like Biggie, they givin' me mo'
Huh woah, woah, woah, uh, let's go, uh
Rappers gettin' extorted (yeah)
Like hoes who can't afford it (Let's go)
Gotta check in with they daddy
But they get pushed down the toilet
Your fate came with a price and
For that price you gettin' aborted
These fake-ass wannabe gangstas turn to
Actors when they mournin'
Y'all tried to bring the heat
That's how shit pop, alonzo Mourning
She sing my song to me after we fuck
That bitch retarded
Guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
Guess what, ho? We on (We on)
Me and Peggy, we gone (We gone)
Up outta here and we smokin' that strong
(Well)
Feelin' like Mike, just leave me alone
(Style)
I'm ready, I'm ready no, you ain't (Uh)