George Watsky
George Watsky - Danger lyrics
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[Hook:] I ain't afraid, I'm the man, I'm the great I laugh in the face of danger I'm on the edge so you best be prepared There's something in the air, it's danger I never cared, lions, tigers and bears I ain't scared, you can bring that danger If you want to survive, better stay on your side Or you're putting yourself in danger [Verse 1:] I drive a hooptie, not a Humvee My bed's hella comfy Sometimes I get hella clumsy You more He-Man, me more Gumby You more Bun B, trill Me more One Tree Hill Me Will You Uncle Phil I'm nothing but a punk with skills If that's confusing, then I'd like to ask you humbly chill Cause last I checked, it was a fucking free country still I'm so hungry. It's time for din din We do our thing thing All we do it win win win And then draw some Because I fight with my friends, and my friends like to win and they're awesome And if you cross em Well then you crossed me And you better watch out Cause if you watch me You know I fight to the last for my fam and my friends are my fam so a friend is a Watsky [Verse 2:] I never pack switch blade (Danger) But in the middle of the night I run a black ops fridge raid Jackpot, man, never play the good cop When I'm at the kitchen door negotiating push pops I just got here. watch your boy stay Stepped in the building and I'm chilling in the foyer Oy vey. man I'm colder than the South Pole I don't give a damn if it's a no-shoes household This bonehead's in his PRO-Keds from outset That's why I stay grounded like a three-prong outlet It's how I pull off looking like a Boy Scout, yet I'm rocking sneakers that are cleaner than a moist towelette And yes, my rider calls for Grey Goose and Applejacks How I rose so fast from the cabbage patch I use some four letter curses, and then I drop a triple word score that'll scrape you in a Scrabble match [Verse 3:] Here comes lover lover, on some other ish Quick to blow up like a pufferfish The toughest puppet with Purple plush stitched in my flesh Snuffaluffagus up in this bitch On some raw rubber ducky shit And you muggles mean mugging Better cut it quick Chuck another diss, and then pucker lips Kiss my voluptuous hips And then button it Stopping fuckery's on my bucket list I like monsters under beds, But I'm a kitties and puppies man Slap that peppermint frap from a yuppie's hand Didn't clean my room. I puff the magic dragon So go ahead and stuff me in the paddy wagon You dilly-dallied while I called shots I'm not babyfaced, my beard's got bald spots Fresh mind, mentos for my mental Fuck the #2, I use a #1 pencil