George Watsky - Danger lyrics

rate me

I ain't afraid, I'm the man, I'm the great

I laugh in the face of danger

I'm on the edge so you best be prepared

There's something in the air, it's danger

I never cared, lions, tigers and bears

I ain't scared, you can bring that danger

If you want to survive, better stay on your side

Or you're putting yourself in danger

I drive a hooptie, not a Humvee

My bed's hella comfy

Sometimes I get hella clumsy

You more He-Man, me more Gumby

You more Bun B, trill

Me more One Tree Hill

Me Will

You Uncle Phil

I'm nothing but a punk with skills

If that's confusing, then I'd like to ask you humbly chill

Cause last I checked, it was a fucking free country still

I'm so hungry. It's time for din din

We do our thing thing

All we do it win win win

And then draw some

Because I fight with my friends, and my friends like to win and they're

Awesome

And if you cross em

Well then you crossed me

And you better watch out

Cause if you watch me

You know I fight to the last for my fam and my friends are my fam so a

Friend is a Watsky

I never pack switch blade (Danger)

But in the middle of the night I run a black ops fridge raid

Jackpot, man, never play the good cop

When I'm at the kitchen door negotiating push pops

I just got here. watch your boy stay

Stepped in the building and I'm chilling in the foyer

Oy vey. man I'm colder than the South Pole

I don't give a damn if it's a no-shoes household

This bonehead's in his PRO-Keds from outset

That's why I stay grounded like a three-prong outlet

It's how I pull off looking like a Boy Scout, yet

I'm rocking sneakers that are cleaner than a moist towelette

And yes, my rider calls for Grey Goose and Applejacks

How I rose so fast from the cabbage patch

I use some four letter curses, and then I drop a triple word score that'll

Scrape you in a Scrabble match

Here comes lover lover, on some other ish

Quick to blow up like a pufferfish

The toughest puppet with

Purple plush stitched in my flesh

Snuffaluffagus up in this bitch

On some raw rubber ducky shit

And you muggles mean mugging

Better cut it quick

Chuck another diss, and then pucker lips

Kiss my voluptuous hips

And then button it

Stopping fuckery's on my bucket list

I like monsters under beds, But I'm a kitties and puppies man

Slap that peppermint frap from a yuppie's hand

Didn't clean my room. I puff the magic dragon

So go ahead and stuff me in the paddy wagon

You dilly-dallied while I called shots

I'm not babyfaced, my beard's got bald spots

Fresh mind, mentos for my mental

Fuck the #2, I use a #1 pencil