Da Na Na

Lyrics

[Hook 1:] I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face Like a freak on the elevator I'ma fuck you up I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's [Hook 2: Sesta] (Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now (Da na na) Sesta about to put my shit down (Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real It's like [Verse 1: Sesta] I'm that kinda guy you find bumping n grinding blind Trying to hit the finest bitch but I won't lie I'm no Bias A ladies man I'm not, I got K.D. Lang looking slags Want to know tags up on their fun bags, but fuck that I'm that hunch back, lumber jack looking scum bag With pick up lines like "mummy this can I touch that" (ooo come here) But I'm as charming as a heart attack and fact is Less attractive than eight Guy Sebastians On crack with they back kicked in Still I'm the sickest ever spitting the art and that's an acronym This crowds packing in, I'll pick up tonight And nine times out of ten I'm right before that one bit I'll drink then let the ignorance kick in Skip the mix and then slip the dick in If I have a kid I'll call it "Oops Lady" Raise that baby and I'll pay for the school books [Hook 1:] I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face Like a freak on the elevator I'ma fuck you up I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's [Hook #2: Hons] (Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now (Da na na) Sketchy Hons about to put my shit down (Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real It's like [Verse 2: Hons] The name's Hons I'm the type of guy you don't Take home to meet your folks and that ain't no joke I've got a slut abuse problem from a sick porn addiction Not to mention booze, gambling and a freak fetish for kissing I'm a late bloomer, I don't wake till noon I'm that dealer at the cash you dropped your pay check to On some freak bitch shit I act with cuntish behaviour I got randoms on repeat till I can beat Chris Money Maker I'm that chauvinistic pig for you bitch rappers The pissed maggot at the bar yelling "shit happens" The fact is that I'm a gambling addict At the Taj I'm twenty-forty, taking stacks from Ben Affleck Teenage heart throb, party to my heart stop And I'm outdrinking crews right until the tab at the bar stop Start with Hons that shit is hopeless bro Cos you ain't nothing but a tortoise trying to b-boy like Pinocchio [Hook 1:] I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face Like a freak on the elevator I'ma fuck you up I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's [Interlude: Trials] Yeh we bout to break it down for a quick second Let the organs play, let the drinks get topped up And then get right back into it like Alright, check it [Hook 4: Trials] (Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now (Da na na) Hey, Trigga Trial 'bout to put my shit down (Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real It's like [Verse 3: Trials] Well I'm the type of guy you find blind drunk Girl in the trunk tied up About to pick the kids and wife up Eyes stuck cause sleep is rare Beef with Trials then that beef ain't fair Steer clear! You in the cross hairs Of a cat with nine lives with eight still spare And a death wish, check the cast like Def Wish We park for breakfast where the largest breast is From B cups, C cups, double D cups At a little hippy show telling emo kids to cheer up I know being rich kiddies is hard Like the world knows Tara Reid's titties is scarred My finishing moves to change what you listening too Hitting the brew till my brain cells missing a few All I do, rap about bitches and booze You dont like it take a seat next to the bitches getting booed, mother fuck fuck [Hook 5: Chorus] (Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now (Da na na) Reflux put your shit down (Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real It's like [Scratches: DJ Reflux] Yehhh, check it out Yehhh, Like that Check it, Check, Check it out Like that...