Day Day Cousin

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YN Jay - Rap, Detroit Trap

Day Day Cousin

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[Intro] Damn (Enrgy made this one) [Verse] Janky every next Friday, bitch, I'm Day Day Cousin DistroKid check just dropped, yeah, it's payday for me Chase a nigga with the shotgun, look like Day Day runnin' Bitches on they way every day, ain't say they comin' Lyin' tellin' people that you know me, boy, you ain't my cousin I just met this bitch at McDonalds, I just can't Mc love it Puttin' honey in Patrón, it feel like they drugged me You need to take your ass home, why you always clubbin'? You need to stop calling my phone, why you always buggin'? This bitch got big eyes, why you always buggin'? Should've put my lil bro in boxing, 'cause he always punchin' I was bad as hell as a kid, I was always humpin' Every time we beat a nigga ass I was always stompin' Every timе your bitch came over, she was always suckin' Bitch I been that nigga in my city, I was always buzzin' Got put out of class, I was bad, I was always cussin' I just put your bitch on thе road, she was always stuffin' I just ordered breakfast at McDonald's, it was all McMuffins I just kicked your bitch out my crib, I was always puntin' In the club grabbing ass, I was always rubbin' In the party by myself, I was always thuggin' Remember niggas used to beat your ass, you was always runnin' I ain't pop up over night, I was always comin' Pick my character in Call of Duty I was always Russian Aye, she been a freak since high school, she was always fuckin' Bitch used to have one pair of pants, she was always floodin' (Ahhhh!) You a dishwasher at McDonald's, you was always scrubbin' When I'm in a party, I ain't mad, but I'm always muggin' Damn, this bitch coochie fat Why this bitch pussy long as hell? She got coochie flaps Bitch walked in with a foochie, she got a coochie back Walked in with a big ass wood, look like a dookie turd I just pulled up with my coochie friend, that's Lil Uzi Vert Bitch tried to raise her voice at me, you got too much nerve I could make a ball bounce back, like I'm playing curb Damn, he ain't playin' it right I'ma fuck then you gotta go, you can't stay tonight These niggas got they cap on, graduation night Bitch I really ball, I forgot I had a game tonight Throwing money I can change the weather, make it rain tonight

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  • YN Jay