Danny Brown - Grandma Hips lyrics

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Danny Brown - Grandma Hips lyrics

[Verse 1: Your Old Droog] Wagwan foghorn leghorn Come Halloween I'm the wrong one to egg on Four Megatron limbs harmin 'em with h*monyms Far from PC, I'm VC with his arm in the rim Got songs and hymns Kick a rhyme on a whim Come for me - chance of you surviving extra slim Like a skinny MF DOOM, it'll be next to Grimm Knock you in your loose lips for popping off at the gums Like a packet of Eclipse Dawg you slipped for not recognizing YOD was god since we used to boost chips [?] Then I link with rich to flip product The product of that was utterly hypnotic Your mind is not equipped to understand our quips Shut up and keep -- with your grandma hips [?] my auntie, hopped online [?] [?] sleep telling cats to stay woke By doing this I'm a neighborhood treasure I pack some more -- in just for good measure That's a good measure, ain't it? I can see the future and that ain't it For tryna taint the pictures I painted I just might go start a residency Pump it out to Grammarcy Teacher said I was nice with the grammar, see Lord have mercy Thirsty, firstly known for flowing with finesse like Percy P And going hand to hand, can't see me [?] Plus your man aura's f**ing banana-rammer pandora Y'all cats sedentary on the road to dead and buried Practically souvenirs, haven't made a move in years Now give me dap or a five Old Droog the greatest rapper alive Shut the f** up [Verse 2: Danny Brown] Could [?] a flow to an avalanche [?] should be my acronym [?] like a [?] sonogram Born to k**, coming at ya like a p**no cam Ain't you know I smoke that fruity-color tucan? Eat the p**y, get her wetter than the Hoover Dam Ain't no need to say my name, b**h know who I am [?] like Luther Van Get k**ed watching shows like Abraham [?] doing a Shmurda dance [?] at the burger stand Pull the burner, put holes in your cardigan b**h, I'm 'bout to get the [?] Go Son of Sam have you shaking like Parkinson Ain't going in unless my n***a sneak the [?] Shoot a rapper just to help him with his marketin' Don't even get me started and One phone call, now your family we targetin' [?] I walk in, they be like "who let the Martian in?" Said I'm the best, it ain't a single n***a question it Either it's the truth or these n***as disrespectin' [?] Changing of the guard, all these whack n***as exit

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