Where Ya Get Ya Coke From?

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Danny Brown

Daniel Sewell (born March 16, 1981), better known by his stage name Danny Brown, is an American hip hop recording artist from Detroit, Michigan. Brown is known for his individuality, being described by MTV as "one of rap's most unique figures in recent memory." His 2011 album XXX received critical acclaim, earning him such accolades as Spin's #1 hip hop album of the year and Metro Times's "Artist of the Year". more »

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Okay, my bitch, she bad
She got me out my zone
I make her shake that ass
This house is not a home
I double fist the cash
Don't need no Payday Loan
They be like "Bitch, who that?"
I got top on the phone

.45 in the flow seat (flow seat)
And if you know, then you know, you don't know me (nah uh)
I'm waiting for my opps to come, they better show me
And I talk how I talk, bitch blow me, woo

F*ck you talking about?
Oh, let's go
Get money nigga, the bands

I-, money made in a Harley (a Harley)
And we don't click with all this pasting and you copies (copies)
That bitch let everybody in, she like the army (she like the army)
Off top on your bitch like Darby
I f*ck your bitch, you f*ck my bitch, that's an assist (assist)

.45 is sick, I take my shots and I'ma kiss (kiss)
And the choppa young as Matt Gaetz b-
You think you crazy, well buddy, go enlist

F*ck, let's go
Get money nigga, the bands

I'm a failed chemistry experiment
Take some acid, playing Jimi, Are You Experienced?
Where's the fun Clarence? I make my appearance
Show up incoherent, nigga's know I'm a degenerate
Wake up every morning, night before, I don't remember it
Thick bitch, don't know her name but I won't get into it
Hundred on the night stand 'cause I'm so generous
(Bruiser Brigade, check)

Oh well, what you make in a year spent smoking shortys at hotels
Don't even know the last time I cut my own toenails
Sipping on that Henny, I can tell you how broke smells
Write like a chisel in them cave walls
A thousand years later, they can break a voicemail
When death calls, won't answer to no one
Came up in this bitch by myself with no gun
Everybody askin' me, "Where you get your coke from?"

Underground like archaeologist
Should be in the psych ward for what I do with vocal chords
Call that bitch a totem pole, my face be all up on the board
It's like I broke a bitch from running out of bud
A looney bitch is what I do when you can't
People saying that I'm shallow but I'm jumping off the deep end
'Bout to flip the script, I ain't even read the treatment
Like terms of services, they all in agreement
Used to work the block and I ain't never filed a grievance

Talk to me soft like you can keep a secret
Lower down your voice 'cause there's a high chance of leakage
Know some rappers talking but I could never speak it
Was told to keep my mouth closed and just mind my business
Malicious intent, I made that rent
Sketched out by any car that drove by with tints (go)

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