Schoolboy Q, Danny Brown - Deep Fried rental lyrics

[Schoolboy Q, Danny Brown - Deep Fried rental lyrics]

Dried up blood on that baggie
I done scraped myself with that razor
Getting head in that trick house and
I snuck out without paying her
Locked up in that precinct
Used my Timberland for a pillow
Break the dank in that swizzle
Riding 'round in a dope fiend rental
Pulling up on ya baby momma
Like bitch what you tryna get into?
If you ain't about that sucking
Then ho you can keep on trucking
I'm getting mine straight up, no middle man
Nigga I don't like you
Fool's Gold the clique
And musically we don't fuck with you
Went from holding crack in my ass crack
To racks on racks on ASCAP
Coulda rhymed ASCAP with ass capped
Jadakiss already said that
Do it for the days when for dinner
All a nigga had to eat was a couple of conies
Broke as fuck and no bitch
Will fuck, in my basement
Jеrking off lonely
Used to fall off fucking with the work
But guеss what I'm back on ho
No more messing on that couch
Now I'm all the way in your bitch mouth
And I gag her 'til she cry
On her stomach fluid come up
I be fucking her face on the daily
You be kissing that bitch in the mouth
Like open wide, ho! Open wide, ho!
Open wide, ho! Just open wide, ho!

If I tell a bitch to do a flip in the air
Then land on my dick from the back
Look I ain't tripping, no, I ain't kidding
Have her licking my head like a cat
Now shut up bitch and get the Amber Rose
Come and let a young real nigga cut
But nah, bitch, this dick ain't free
So she copped my dick and then cuffed
Now come here chick and let me feed you nuts
Cum on her ass and have a lioness
How her mouth can be wide as her legs
My dick is long as the Brooklyn bridge
Hit it raw cause I'm with the shit
Gave her the pipe, said she need a fix
Gave you life, you can't believe the sight
Take the wood like a termite
Made a crash up at the turnpike
But, it's a rental, I'll get another
Wonder if you got the gift from your mother
I used to play hoops with your brother
Even played a lil' house with your sister
She always call me daddy or mister mister
Why the can do more than fist her
Too busy getting head
I ain't never kissed her
Beat the cheeks, I never missed a beat
I was screwed up on the
Couch so I skeet skeet
Ho can make an orgasm last a week
I'mma get her deep, she a masterpiece
Hell nah I don't love that bitch
Hell yeah, I'm gon' enjoy that bitch
But, I hope my daughter don't be like this
But, I know her momma know that shit exist

Like open wide, ho!

Open wide, ho!

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