'Shouldn’t Of' se estrenó en 2011. Este tema está incluido en el disco 'XXX'
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Shouldn’t Of
Drunk as f***, high as shit, bitch, suck my dick
You ain't never seen a long dick, I said a long dick, I said a long dick
Bitch, you gonna learn today, you gonna learn today
Pull it out and spray all on ya lingerie
Call it a cum grenade, rub it on your tummy
Shouldn't've never gave your black ass some money
Now I'm stomping all on your couches, standing all on your tables
Ripping open your bitch blouses, got my toungue all up in her navel
The baddest mothafucka 'round, hold my drink, bitch
I said, bitch, I'm Danny Brown, let me get on my pimp shit
I'm sniffing Adderall off your china, shoes on in your living room
Got my elbows on ya table, left Swisher guts in your dining room
I'm all up in your kitchen, lips on the orange juice bottle
I done popped me an ecstasy pill, so you know I'm tryna get higher
Shouldn't've gave this ni*** nothing, shouldn't've gave my black ass nothing
Dog, remember when I was struggling? Caught the bus 'cause I was hustling
Used to stack up to go to Hudsons, hid the work from my older cousin
Hit my shit like it wasn't nothing, knew I wouldn't fight him so said f*** it
My pockets on dummy, they say I'm acting funny
Shouldn't've never gave my black ass no money
Now I'm blowing on the best kush, shit be fuc*** my lungs up
Two packs of Newports a day and I used to just buy loosies though
Hoes all on my dick, them hoes ain't wanna f*** before
But still I fuc*** them bitches, but I just never call no more
I'm all up in your liquor cabinet, drinking whatever up in the bitch
Took too many pills, now I'm throwing up in your toilet, I'm like aww, shit
I'm in the house of hip hop, with my mothafuckin' feet on the table
Ran the phone bill up on the phone sex line and I even ordered porn on the cable
Give a ni*** from my hood a thousand, he'll treat it like a hundred thousand
Nigga, public assistance housing, mice all up in your closet
Keeping it G ain't bout where you from, it's about where you gon' be
'Cause ain't shit sweet when you living on the street and there's roaches crawling on your cheek
My pockets on dummy, they say I'm acting funny
Shouldn't've never gave my black ass no money