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extreme measures - danny g beats lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)

[verse 1: danny g beats]
cartier frames, i got the new b*tches
premiers black and gold off the purple tinted
i don’t bang, but i’m with my dog who be crippin’
i’m ridin’ down the mile with tron in a trx, it’s lifted
got the carti frames on my face, now i’m groovy
sweet t ran out of leafs, now he smokin’ a doobie
i don’t wanna date that b*tch, i just want the coochie
her head game so good, i’m a fiend like pookie
sweet left the pen at the crib, he don’t wanna end up like britney griner
said your main b*tch a dime, well, mine’s way finer
you wined and dined her, i took her to the suite and one*timed her
dj lucas talkin’ that talk, this just a reminder

[verse 2: dj lucas]
gotta get that money, boy, i gotta get that loot (dj)
got that purple arc’teryx like a girl in crested b*tte (clean)
i ain’t showered in a week, shorty keep sayin’ i’m cute (clean)
if you keep talkin’ that talk, you’re gonna have to get the boot, yeah (i talk my talk)
me and danny g goin’ to extreme measures (danny)
and i’m out in grand rapids like the red hot chili peppers (dj)
i said i gotta get that money, we some real go*getters (money)
and i grew up with them hippies, so i had a dreamcatcher (huh?)
said i flow like a man in a kayak with a paddle (let’s go)
every time i go sober, it’s a whole different battle (ah)
and my homie quit the drugs, but he really used to dabble (d)
three*five in my bleep, it taste just like sour apple (j)
and i be with danny g, but i ain’t talkin’ danny glover (nope)
way i’m whippin’ ’round the city got the coppers on my bumper (whee*ew)
and i really paint a picture, boy, it’s like the last supper (hah)
i’m droppin’ zaza in the hood, they think that i’m an undercover (smoke)
[verse 3: danny g beats & dj lucas]
she a treesh, a runner, i like her ’cause the head go dumber
when i throw my kit on, it start snowing in the summer
can’t f*ck with us on the beat, we walk her down like summer
i’m with $kid and sweet t, they look just like dumb and dumber
out in cleveland, i just picked up some raising cane’s
boy, you need some new drawers, i heard you be staining them hanes
you stuck at the crib, i’m with sweet t on a plane
ain’t want a bustdown, so i’ma just get it plain jane (dj)

[verse 4: dj lucas]
i ain’t smokin’ on that ‘za, that sh*t was grown with the salt (smoke)
said i came up out the woods, you know i’m ’bout to start a cult (huh?)
you don’t lie to kick it just to get up in the fold (dj)
i be with danny just like zelooperz, sky, and bruiser wolf (let’s go)
bro, i be out in the d, so i gotta get some frames (huh?)
got that red sox fitted, so i feel like lil wayne (let’s go)
and my homie really scammin’, he be in the mainframe (dj)
all the pills blue and yellow like a michigan game

[outro: dj lucas]
let me talk my talk
what’s up, danny?
yeah, we doin’ some strange things to these people, man
strange and unusual punishment, man, it’s dj
clean
uh
we goin’ to extreme measures
and i be in grand rapids like the red hot chili peppers
clean

- danny g beats lyrics

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