Get Down Songtext
von Danny!
Get Down Songtext
D. Swain in the place to be see and I got what it takes to rock the mic right
And I got funnel cakes I copped from Shop Rite
But I′m not gonna make you cop tonight iight
It's the return of raps Mr. Burns
Coming back with a track for black kids to learn
The white kids to recite, dykes will get excited
Bright chicks will probably try to memorize it
I could glamorize this life I′d rather not
I'm not just a milling and bless Asher Roth
I scoff at the haters, mark the nay sayers
But never harp my wares up on okplayer
The kids got the juice and the OJ flava
OJ for mayor cause I'm killing this rap shit
White bronco flow, the glove and the mask fit
Somebody call the law before Danny go back shit on accident
Methine breath clean fresher than Seth Green
Jeff Bean attire flyers with Beths Queen
Ugh when D. Swain get on the mic
He bring the game to life
Making beautiful noise
Creating the soundtrack just for you and your boys
Uh D Swizzy knows how to get busy
So don′t be actin stuck up and nitpicky
You don′t wanna dance shut the fuck up and sit pretty
If raps dead then I'm the resurrector
Catch me studio B the seventh sector
Out to get the cookies and ransack Naco
Rhymin gets me goin, panic at the disco
I get applause without the metaphors
That these other cats use as a crutch I′m very bored
Good lord, I know it really hurts my dear
So I'm a end this right here
Now where′s the c'mon
And I got funnel cakes I copped from Shop Rite
But I′m not gonna make you cop tonight iight
It's the return of raps Mr. Burns
Coming back with a track for black kids to learn
The white kids to recite, dykes will get excited
Bright chicks will probably try to memorize it
I could glamorize this life I′d rather not
I'm not just a milling and bless Asher Roth
I scoff at the haters, mark the nay sayers
But never harp my wares up on okplayer
The kids got the juice and the OJ flava
OJ for mayor cause I'm killing this rap shit
White bronco flow, the glove and the mask fit
Somebody call the law before Danny go back shit on accident
Methine breath clean fresher than Seth Green
Jeff Bean attire flyers with Beths Queen
Ugh when D. Swain get on the mic
He bring the game to life
Making beautiful noise
Creating the soundtrack just for you and your boys
Uh D Swizzy knows how to get busy
So don′t be actin stuck up and nitpicky
You don′t wanna dance shut the fuck up and sit pretty
If raps dead then I'm the resurrector
Catch me studio B the seventh sector
Out to get the cookies and ransack Naco
Rhymin gets me goin, panic at the disco
I get applause without the metaphors
That these other cats use as a crutch I′m very bored
Good lord, I know it really hurts my dear
So I'm a end this right here
Now where′s the c'mon
Writer(s): Dirk Waldt, Michel Diederiks, Danny Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com