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Swing Dance (feat. Chris Anderson)

prod. Jota Rodriguez

feat. Chris Anderson

2023 · Danny Onionz Music LLC

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[verse Danny Onionz]

Enough the nonsense (nonsense), I'm up to bombs sets (boom)

I'm Nucky Thompson with a blonde ten (ten)

I'm on sess and just obsessed without it

No doubting self, I'm the best around this (uh huh)

Call it a cypher, they pissed like dribbled diapers (*piss*)

Yea, my writtens get a little bit hyper (uh huh uh huh)

Should hit the pipe or deliver nicer

Smoother rhymes, soothe the minds of these fucking miners?

Listen to this spitting old timer

How I'm major got no time for gold minors

Hoes, vagina, whatever the nomenclature cya later good bye

Ya royal highness, a royal pain in the hind end

But you let me hit it from behind, and you blow my mind

Every single time she's the finest

I'd say it's priceless but you know I'm lying

Cause you know kinda got your mind on my finance

[verse Chris Anderson]

I been adopted by the devil

Seven deadly sins my life has only gotten better

Demon with an attitude I'm coming with a vengeance

Took a date to Satan's and I never really left

They gave an inch, I took a mile and I'm never looking back

Open up my notebook and I'm flipping through my past

Read a page and burned it, hit clutch and smash the gas

Shit was the depression, bring the roaring twenties back

Swingin dancin' from the ceilings, breaking chandeliers and glass

The peaky blinders gave an order, so we never had to ask

Your Royal highness, she's the finest, so I have to get on wax

She's my type, so grab the masquerading masks and hit the palace

It's about to be a party grab your fucking flasks

Three piece suits and knee high boots, we keep it classy

Check your Tommy guns in baby, please don't shoot

It's quite amazing I went from ratchet to royal in one move

[*random saloon drunkenness and hallucinations*]

[verse Chris Anderson]

I'm looking for some backup quick now

I got a crooked plan to do a little more than get down

I got this piece inside my jacket, knew the opportunity

Would come present itself to me, so I just wait out

For right moment, I got the homie the clips are already loaded

A stick up we got 'em cornered, your guest has become the owner

A catastrophe you own it, never sleep on opponents

Infiltrated your party and now we're leaving with Mona Lisa

[verse Danny Onionz]

C'mon it's time to close the show up

Hit the road, hit the detonator, watch it blow up

We got the gold, let's hit the coast and tell them haters so long

Mona got her cloak on still, let's hit the road hun

I'll grab the whip, if you can quickly change your clothes up

We'll take the Testarossa, whip it somewhere safe to post up

Galapagos and have a toast to no more fucking close calls

Til the next roll call, let the credits roll dog