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CocoBrown

by Nay Raygun

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[Verse 1] Kush got a nigga feeling awesome Ate that bitch pussy 'til she squirted like a dolphin Told her bend over, hit that shit doggy Called her a cab then I told that bitch to call me Danny Brown bitch, tell me what you need I got some Adderall and fire ass weed And they try to tell me I get too high That's a lie if so bitch I woulda been died But the flow OD, don't get cochesed, capiche? Fuck with me, fuck around and be deceased Rest in peace wack niggas with your oversized clothes Complain about my jeans cause I'm taking all they hoes Hold up, wait a minute Your pussy ain't shit 'til you had some Danny in it I'm gone off a Zanny nodding off watching menace Rolling on some purple that my nigga call Grimmace Bitch I ain't finish These bars was test tubed in the lab with foreign chemist Rolling testers on it but statistics got slumped I'm smoking blunt after blunt [Hook] And I smoke Blunt after blunt, after blunt, after blunt, after blunt, after blunt [Verse 2] 'til my brain feels ten pounds heavier You fell off like Tom Selleck in a Celica Bitch give me brain for the hell of it But to her it's heaven if she even gets a smell of it That's why these bitches fuck with me Cause I eat that pussy like a female MC You get it? How about me and your girlfriend, you with it? Money over everything the only thing that matter And since I been getting it my been blunts getting fatter Take a couple puffs off it now a nigga woozy The white hoes I fuck with consider them whooties We 'bout to make a movie, starring me and a cast full of groupies And I do my own stunts, I'm smoking blunt after blunt [Hook]
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[Hook:] I'm balling now, yeah just like Kobe You callin now, yea bitch you know me You falling off, and I'm taking all yo hoes bitch I'm showing off, what the fuck I gotta lie for What the fuck I got to lie for [x4] [Verse 1:] I ain't never had shit Zilch zero nothing Now that a nigga got something Yea bitch I'm stunting Look at all this moneys Hundreds and these fiftys Eating at the Whitney Now yo bitch wanna come with me Cause we bout to go to the mall Tonight we popping bottles My baby momma a hoodrat But now I got me a model And she wanna swallow drink it all up Straight to the neck from the bottle, bitch cause she don't need a cup And we bout to go make it rain thunder fucking storm Kush nuggets to the brain pop fucking corn Shapow bitch wow been had hundreds Naw nigga I'm just lying my nigga I be fronting Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag [Hook] [Verse 2:] I'm a blow it all now muthafuck a later Bout to a mink And sum diamond encrusted gators Car with a TV in it, maid and a butler too So what nigga this rented right gone have to do I'm a take it all with me when I'm gone bitch it's gone to Who cares when the kids get grown They better figure out what they gone do Cause right now nigga I got it Nigga What about you Broke ass niggas worth nothing I can buy ya'll in twos Cause a long time ago My nigga was just like you But we ain't talking bout the past It's about right now my dude Cause normally I be broke But right now I got cash Nah, nigga I'm lyin, you know that I be frontin Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
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[Verse 1:] Remember when my first meal was school lunch Now I spit a 16 straight with no punch Remember all for dinner all we ate was Captain Crunch Now we blow big blunts on the way to brunch Went from good fella to commissary slips Now I got back up man every time I slipped Never ever quit, I just kept on pursuing Teacher always ask me, what was I doing Scribbled in my notebook and never did homework Low attention span, guess these Adderall worked Rocked Tommy Hil shirts, ones with the boat Rockport kicks way before we even smoked Used to have baby lungs, choking when I hit it Nowadays lace a whole seven in a sitting Remember back then we thought we growed up Rushing at a kid just to be grown up [Hook:] Rushing at a kid just to be grown up Whoever thought I'd be the greatest growing up [Verse 2:] I can eat a pound and shit sixty four quarters Burn up fire and drown drops of water Son, I told you I got them beans like Goya Gone off them pills got me jumping off the sofa Hotter than a Hot Pocket out the devil microwave Model bitches begging just be a nigga's sex slave Exotic foreign garments lookin' tailor made And when these bitches see me man they wetter than the everglades Everyday same ish, me getting paid Waking up, new bitch, it's me getting laid Used to take bottle back, waitress bring the bottle back Now they see me shining and they looking like a Sour Patch Nigga Catch a heart attack, Newport soft pack never blow blunt wraps But these blunt raps sewn up Whoever thought I'd be the greatest growing up [Hook]
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[Verse 1:] Brown bless the mic like gesundheit Bud bout the size of a bonzai Kick it like Muay Thai Flow like sci-fi In high def I'm righteous And still bust a nut up on a bitch chest The verbal folklore been explored and employed by none other than them fools with the gold And them bankrolls explode And your bitch is my target when I shoot my load Bulls-eye my eyes tight-eyed Fried off the same shit that rockstars died From Smoke something with your man bitch Like Wyclef used to sell the cannabis Manuscript sick shit Prescription addiction Sniffing adderall off the counter in my kitchen Tripping off the shit that had Brian Wilson flipping Experiment so much it's a miracle I'm living [Hook:] And I'm a die like a rockstar Die like a rockstar I'm a die like a rockstar Die like a rockstar I'm a die like a rocstar Die like a rockstar I'm a die like a rockstar [Verse 2:] Bitch I wanna party like Chris Farley Shot of Hennessy spike that with some molly Tell mommy I'm sorry god bless my soul But life is so sublime going out like Brad Nowell I got that Kurt Cobain type of mind-frame Feeling like Keith Moon shrooms in my dressing room Basquiat freestyle Feeling like Jimi Hendrix and Anna-Nicole mouth River Phoenix '93 VIP With some drugged up porn hoes all around me Like Teri Diver Linda Wong all inhale having orgies Where the horns grow along Cause bitch I'm Frankie Lymon Heath Ledger hyped in a jacuzzi doing that John Belushi With Brittany Murphy we blowing hershey I'm a die like a rockstar

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lifeone flipped the cocorosie tracks and tron swanson laid down bass and synth. danny brown and action bronson even stopped by (without their knowledge/permission.) mixed by nay raygun @ tippitina's co-op, lafayette, la.

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released January 30, 2014

beats - lifeone
keys/bass/synth - tron swanson
all beats sampled from cocorosie tracks.
all raps by danny brown and action bronson.

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