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Make a Brick Dance Like Donna
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Underground Rap
Make a Brick Dance Like Donna was released on December 31, 2022 by Robbin Crew as a part of the album You Gone Die Broke
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Release DateDecember 31, 2022
LabelRobbin Crew
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
C.W. Da YoungBlood
C.W. Da YoungBlood
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Williams
Corey Williams
Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

Verse 1:
You ain’t down to catch a body why would I believe in you
Countin all 50s like I been protesting blue
Don’t nobody listen to yo music ****
Don’t know what to do with a blender I can’t kick it wit ya
You stuck at home I’m somewhere in Balifornia
Heard ya daddy used to be a bitch so I can’t blame it on ya
They say the Apple don’t fall far from the tree
I used to wanna be a rapper fuck music I rather grow some weed
Can’t decide which bitch to fuck I been battling depression
You don’t like yo baby mama but to me she a blessing
She let me send packs to her addy
Prolly won’t never give her back please don’t be mad at me
Let’s set the record straight I could of been signed a deal
Dumb **** I gotta take account of how my sons feel
Daddy ain’t never did shit for no crumbs
Please don’t compare ya self to me if you aint never accomplished nothing
Hook:
Aye I can make a brick dance like Donna
Said I need therapy I just bought anotha choppa
All I talk is distribution you don’t wanna do a song
I’m tryna manifest a quarter million I’m not goin home
It’s unfortunate I cant fuck wit **** like you
If you always got more than 10 let me come and shop with you
Yea hardest **** breathing
You gone die broke you might as well stop breathing
Verse 2:
A nosey ass bitch asked me blood what’s yo body count
My first baby mama was a hater so she don’t count
Not too really sure about you but I be getting to it
The shit don’t really count as a loss if you make it through it
Bodied every instrumental I done ever came across
Bitch fuck ya podcast I ain’t really tryna talk
They love me up in Neiman Marcus I’m the flyest **** ever
Me and my P-L-R kind of go together
I fucked twice now I act like we ain’t never met
How the fuck did I get all these opps that I ain’t never met
Imma be straight up with you I ain’t tryna sell no verses
First date she wanted king crab I took that bitch to Churches
I ain’t mean to mislead you dude I rep the Robbin Crew
So what we did a couple songs I still don’t fuck with you
Sometimes I be so high I just do whatever
You Glock got a standard on it whatever
Hook:
Aye I can make a brick dance like Donna
Said I need therapy I just bought anotha choppa
All I talk is distribution you don’t wanna do a song
I’m tryna manifest a quarter million I’m not goin home
It’s unfortunate I cant fuck wit **** like you
If you always got more than 10 let me come and shop with you
Yea hardest **** breathing
You gone die broke you might as well stop breathing
Written by: Corey Williams
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