Dandadan Cypher Lyrics – Daddyphatsnaps

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[Verse 1: P-EZY]
Cruise in the whip, send the UAV
Never deteching your motion, you cruise in UAP’s
Silky with the kicks, their jaw dropping, they a fool to speak
That cash talking, I walk, they hit the deuce and leave
All black, hit the conversion like Dan Carter
I keep it a stack, sending ’em back like they damn martyrs
I got Momo Flow, braings a horoscope, it might expand larger
Bang the drum like banging on your mumma in a grand honor
I move like turbo granny, run it up
Blacked out tryna run up on a brudda, but it’s not enough
Seiko pull the stick, I grip the draco, these rounds will give them halos
If he moving apologetic like J Cole, that’s fuego
The hot topics, they drop in my optics
They all get done like my balls drop, ignore the comments
Send ’em back to the garden, the big stepper pull the lever
EZY does it, pushing P, T up the ball and run it

[Verse 2: Jeesh]
Real life Oka, Turbo Granny toker
Wrist flip and I could flip a whole whip over
They ain’t seeing me a folk ’cause everybody with me ghosts
Circle only for the demons, acrobatic Glock
Hair trigger – how the beam hit
Wanna be my child like that daughter from the scene
Jit saw my diamond dance and all the sudden wanna be it
B!tches could be dead – how they want a brother weiner
Get down and lick it for him
She drop her big jaw like she hit her spirit form
I know she could feel the aura from it, it was very warm
Shawty left a flat wood down there, it went paranorm
Ay, this long leg, bangarang, it shoot real fast
Big lead swinging like a steel bat
Step on my block, draw it out, make him dust pack
Deep south jit, even got gold in my nutsack

[Verse 3: Mix Williams]

You crustaceans better stay in your station
Your girl wanna connect her aura to me, she naked fighting Nessie
Face it, Turbo Granny – how I’m playing with the cat
This cat got a switch, steady aim it, kick back
Shorty tryna fu*k, gave her some, she want more of it
Bamore s*it, she want more Mix in every orifice
I tell her send me her coordinates
These n!ggas flows ain’t wet, this s*it is porcelain
Man, I don’t really give a fu*k if he from outer space, b!tch, he ain’t me
Man, I been fly so long that I feel like I can’t breathe
I got this gold all on my body, flashing lights you may seize
Man, you gon’ figure out that I’m the UFO you chasing
I’m off the liq, you n!ggas Aira – can’t handle no spirit, ay
I take her body over, but with you, she don’t feel it
These goody n!ggas acting stupid, I’mma facepalm
Like Dandadan got the Kintama, she want my banana

[Verse 4: Ham Sandwich]
B!tch, I’m moving like a Yokai, you probably can’t even see me
If I shoot my shot on your b!tch, I’m swishing her like a freebie
N!gga, moving like an alien, scary, don’t wanna meet me
If I catch ’em, put the blower to his face just like the ED
Got a couple grannies speed dialing
Couple Grammies need piling
Drip Nessie, I’m seaside
So clean I don’t need styling
Chill, guy, don’t be wyling
Still riot when the scene violent
Foes fumble like fee fi
Now they can’t even stand knee high like
Wait, where my d!ck at?
These n!ggas pu*sy, I’mma get my lick back
She want my man banana, I told her to get back
Lil’ b!tch, I already got a Gyaru at the kick back
You n!ggas s*itty, I could find you where I piss at
He tried to do me dirty, now his body parts are mismatched
The phantom hit a transformation, giving n!ggas whiplash
We pop up like a virus, you won’t ever get your clique back, click-clack

[Verse 5: VI Seconds]
I keep a bad b!tch like Seiko
A big stick and the racks big like Seiko
Lift your top, get your s*it stretched like Seiko
Shots smoke, open up your chest like Seiko
You gon’ need a medium for the trouble that you in
OK? I’ll clap the AR until UN
Black mask, I’ll put big rounds in your eyesight
I’ll let them all out of this time, I’m the Zeitgeist
Boom, I catch you? I merk your family
You’ll turn pu*sy, speed off like Turbo Granny
Try push me? I’m psycho, you never seen drama
You ain’t got the balls for this, go find your Kintama
Holding a fo-fo when any my foes show
Two big arms I control like Momo
Don’t know how evil I can get? I’ll show my intent
Your whole line get turned into Yokais, that’s it

[Verse 6: GameboyJones]
Ay, ay, you got no balls
Thought he wanted problems ’till I stepped and he got rolled on
So soft, lucky I got class, this a roll call
I will take your girl and then I’ll tell her take a load off
She getting some pole tonight, call that s*it a poltergeist
Poked her, then I ghost her, I’m the paranormal hoeing type
Hold up, I feel that I different and haters hope I die
But test your luck with me, that’s a mistake, b!tch, I’mma load the dice
Danana-danana, fu*k your top ten
Posterize a demon ’cause the demon in me’s locked in
Goodbye to your kind, blood be made outta Yokai
They possessed me for my mind, I finessed ’em for their life, goddamn
This is something you ain’t seen before
But these words will get ’em moving like Ouija Board
Running plays, calling shots, can’t you see the score?
Y’all be on them Stranger Things, I’m hanging with the Demigorgs

[Verse 7: Ty Wild]
Man, these pussies pausing like Serponians, no hoes, but got some hoe in them
Okarun to hoes, I grin and hopelessly they hope to get a hold of this
Close in on you clones, y’all isn’t close to this
Bro been with your hoe and now her clothing missing
Lil’ cat drop the ball
Lost her mind and kitty cat want it all
Clocking nines, lost your lives, blicky brrrat if we brawl
Thought he Aira crossing fire, spin like Acro, silky back at your squad
B!tch, yeah, ay (Spin the motherfu*king block on ’em)
S*it boutta go down, they done clowned around, I found ’em, I’m bound to get popped
Talk of the town and I’m Wilding out, crown him now and how could they not?
Mantis shrimp ’round to the crown, drown ’em out, y’all getting boxed
It’s rounds around ’em like I’m Seiko, once the lead drawn, you get dropped
You on track to run it to a dead stop
Techs pop, like Momo goodluck ritual, point up at your head top
And GG, your third eye opening off a headshot

[Verse 8: 954mari]
Granny with the pen, I write circles ’round your faves
Baddies glide in laps like Phelps in a flow state
Seiko up to bat, then I’m taking her straight to home plate
No base ’cause I straight hit it and I don’t chase
Cold spirit, tell ’em class out, it’s a snow day
Turbo Granny – way I turn aggressive like it’s Road Rage
Limbs split like Exodia, but they twisting like Soleil
Read my moves wrong and your mom’s reading your probate
Skip to run my verse, fans cut the chase
Walking me is harder than dusting Turbo up in a race
My blood boiling, set these crabs in a bucket ablaze
Red lobster buffet back if I step up to the plate
Me and Momo with some green in hand, some s*it you don’t wanna see (OK)
Punch in tough as a Mantis Shrimp like who wanna box with me (OK)
These Serpo go bananas for my sauce and they copy me (Hey)
Devilish grin they drawn two, they thought it was pot of greed

[Verse 9: DizzyEight]
Look, man to man, they be on my like it’s Dandadan
No Kumbaya, this ain’t hand on hand, I want a hand to hand
Talk with no respect until he see me, now that man a fan
He Okarun, that boy get shipped for the gram
I’m too nuts when I hop on beats like I got a screw loose
I’m nice with a side, you don’t wanna get introduced too
Push buttons, you get impaired like Bluetooth
No gun bar, but know it’s a hole if I run through you
I rep the most high like really I’m a dope guy
But cross me or mine, then the squad turn to Yokai
Cracks to his head and we ain’t talking ’bout a dope line
Band with them drums make ’em chill like lo-fi
Turbo charged up, that mean we get at ’em in no time
He can be fast or run a four-five
Don’t try, you might keep him gassed, but I won’t lie
Still put that pressure ’round his neck, that’s a bowline

[Verse 10: Drip]
Twenty twenty five, the tunnel vision, do not caution us
You not enough, this paranormal phone, the buzzer call his bluff
Go drop your nuts, always on my balls, I got ’em coughing up
Who the fu*k is Drip? Just tell ’em I’m from Cali, pu*sy, squabble up
Screaming Chi-chi-chi-chiquitita, I box ’em up
Whole team on the beat, we a fever, feel it? We hot as fu*k
Keeping the piece, got a laser beam, it’ll spark ’em up
Huh, I’m tryna get up on a Seiko
We playing Simon Says, she gotta do it if I say so
Reikos, look at you in the mirror, you a fake, hoe
Lay low, all my spots is bedsets and I ain’t ate, so
She Turbo Granny, turn the cat, I eat it take-home
Got a UFO and I just fly at home, I don’t do layovers
Music good, just needed a push like it’s Daytona
Sakata – way I steer the mech, it’s my Range Rover
If you wanna quit, then be my guest, just know the gang told ya

[Verse 11: Shofu]
Remember the days when I was a lame
Now peep the kid, I’m popping ’em off
I’m getting it up, I’m dropping the ball
I’m picking it up, I’m dropping ’em off
I’m running this s*it, it’s as real as it gets
Shorty a freak, she wanted the meat, I was sucking her tits
She thought she was getting the D, she was as pumped as it gets
That’s when she finally pulled ’em down and there was nothing to get
They know I’m cocking it, why would I stop ’em from running away?
I pop his top with a opp and I slide with them, run with the K
What the fu*k? You cross the line, you getting beat with a bat
Beef where we at, now someone show me where my enemies at?
Who could ever do it smoother, can you riddle me that?
I’m moving fast, a hundred kilos, I deliver the crack
I make ’em flip, it’s acrobatics, I ghost his ass with banana clips
My hands all over Seiko, the only man that could manage it
Bro thought he was shot, calling word to Takakura
He a broke boy, he got no cojones, he is not balling

[Verse 12: FabvL]
Hold up, b!tch, would you steal my meat? (Let’s go!)
That’s the only way that you could beat me (Get it?)
You can’t afford these feats (No way!)
And I ain’t baby talking, OnlyFans, don’t let it
Slip right through your mind, it’s crazy
Slipknot in my blood, but Jay-Z raised me
Mmm? So what the fu*k does that make me?
Dandadadan! A fu*king alien! B!tch, come and pay me
The respect I deserve, you just shade me
Hoodie up in the corner like I’m Shady
Watching you bite my s*it, then shame me
While internationally they are praising!
I don’t need a gun bar to act tough
Run up on me, come and see what happens
I got daddy issues and a lot of anger problems
And honestly, even if you beat my ass, which is unlikely, DPS will probably kill you, Dandadan!

[Verse 13: Daddyphatsnaps]
He ain’t lying though, guess who’s back with a few of the goons rapping
I pulled ’em from outer space just to prove to you who’s nastier
WDFA and a crew of accrued passengers
Everyone a weapon, brodie, pick a caliber
Raising the death or raising the ruger, the tool Lazarus
Boom, Granny ’bout that action, toot it backwards
We buried Dandada, ain’t nobody after us
I don’t need a weenie, piss on haters with a catheter
Weenie, what? Ghosted appendages, call ’em Creepy Nuts, mhm
B!tch, you know I been a eunich, but I keep it tucked, mhm
That means I don’t need an alien to beam you up
Nine lives meet a nine iron, don’t make me tee it up
I understand it now, I’m on that secret stuff
Like how you gonna hit below the belt when I don’t need a cup?
I’ll be realistic, I ain’t gonna beat it up
Your Granny ain’t the only one that’s medium, ay
Get it hot, get it hot
Got your feet in cinder blocks
I’m running circles, spin the ops
Dradel flow, I’m spinning tops
You think occult gon’ bend to cops
Your plot amiss, you miss the plot
Your boy ain’t have a pot to piss in
Now I’m s*itting on the ops
I was on that no hoe flow and now the b!tches flock
I just steady up focals and the britches drop
You got like two b!tches, one of ’em can be your moms
You underestimated, but I been a problem, b!tch