Danny Brown — Bruiser Brigade

[Chorus: Danny Brown] Bruiser, that's my crew Bruiser, but don't forget the brew MGDs and Colt 45s But don't forget that Molson Ice [Verse 1: Danny Brown] I'm about to drink a Heineken (Heineken?) I'm about to drink a Heineken (A Heineken?) Met a white bitch with a China friend (A China friend?) She gon' slurp me and she gon' slurp my friends Bruiser, that's my crew Bruiser, but don't forget the brew Coronas and Bud Ice Don't forget the Miller High Life We about to drink some PBR (Stop) No bottles at the club, nigga (Nigga), we at the bar (Stop) UK niggas up in the pubs (Pub), they watching them soccer games (Swag) We drunk as fuck, nigga (Nigga), we bumpin' Waka Flame (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Your bitch, she wanna fuck Your bitch, she wanna suck What the fuck you think she 'posed to do? But if she fuck me, she gotta fuck the crew [Chorus: Danny Brown] Bruiser, that's my crew Bruiser, but don't forget the brew MGDs and Colt 45s But don't forget that Molson Ice [Interlude: Dopehead] Bruiser Brigade, bitch You ain't pullin' a nigga dick out and slappin' yourself with it Throwin' this bitch in your mouth, suckin' dick with bubbles Fuckin' all night and drinkin' protein shakes in the morning Get the fuck outta here [Verse 2: Danny Brown] I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these ho-ass niggas (None of these ho-ass niggas) I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these ho-ass niggas (None of these ho-ass niggas) I'm drunk as fuck, might fire on one of these niggas (Fire on one of these niggas) We drunk as fuck, we might just jump these niggas (Yeah) Bruiser, that's my crew Bruiser, but don't forget the brew We drink everything up on the shelf (Stop) Now we hurlin' in the bathroom, I need some help (Stop) But that's the life of a Bruiser nigga (Bruiser nigga) Don't make me have to shoot a nigga (Blaow) Bitch, it's Bruiser Brigade (Bruiser Brigade) Bitch, it's Bruiser Brigade (Bruiser Brigade) [Verse 3: Dopehead] I need some brain, I think I lost mine I'm higher than Swizz Beatz' hairline You always cake up then bake up, say what? You rappers cuff and you fake as lace fronts Dopehead hustle harder, niggas can't knock it Super skinnies, loosies breaking in my back pocket I slam a rapper headfirst like the Undertaker Headbutt your whole skull in, nigga, fuck a hater You soft as Elvin off the Cosbys My niggas down to do a homi' Bruiser Brigade and don't forget the brew Stylin' on rappers since Northwestern High School Callin' me ahead of my time is an insult I don't need a pencil, this shit is all mental You rappers are wack, mad as hell, and you bored as fuck I hit the stage, grab the mic, and do my Jordan shrug