Name: SafeWord - Zook FT Evri & Marcus Cash by Evri
Duration: 4 min 5 s
Description: Safe Word (Pineapples) - Zook Ft. Evri & Marcus Cash produced by Nico Coli who is also featured on the hook and Paco Swartz

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The Get Down
Brownfield Featuring Wordamouph, Evri Deesire, & ALB 3

Hook: Evri Deesire, & ALB 3
Toot, jerk, hyphy 
Get down how you want to
But you bound to bust a move
When it runs through you

Verse 1: Wordamouph
Eat a dick bitch
You don’t really want it with us
The only muthafuckas 
Flexing brain and muscle is us
Brownfield keep it gutta 
Like the back of the bus 
Them hoes coming with you
But they leaving with us
We on the grind like brake pads
Never at home
Like deadbeat dads
In the lab with a pen and a pad
That’s where you’ll find us
Beat knocking through the walls
You now rockin’ with Los Angeles finest
Brownfield! 
Yes sir, that’s the name of the crew
This is some real shit 
Meant for a selected few
So precise with the flow
Boy, we spit on cue
And if you don’t like our shit
Then we spit on you
I’m all about that green
Momma told me eat yo’ vegetables
Everywhere I go
Bitches hanging from my testicles
Drilling them like Texaco
Gotta keep it sexy hoe
Up from Canada
Down to muthafuckin’ Mexico

Hook: Evri Deesire, & ALB 3
Toot, jerk, hyphy 
Get down how you want to
But you bound to bust a move
When it runs through you

Verse 2: Brownfield
Step up in the spot 
Feelin’ fly like a hawk
The beats sound like when elephants walk
Think you can see us?
You most be crazy
Two words describe us
Fuckin Amazin'
We tear that shit up
From the club to the backyard
Whether u broke or you needin’ a bodyguard
Learn how to party hard
Dance ‘til yo’ body crash 
We make the hard times
Feel like its mardi gras
Yo’ girl going out and you don't be carin’?
Throw it around and you gone be sharin’!
Wakin’ up in stuff that she wasn’t wearin’
Now yo’ ass acting like you don’t be hearin’
Don’t get me twisted 
You don’t see braids
This flow is clean 
Like we rock with maids
There’s nothin’ like talent 
And u ain’t getting’ paid
Like livin’ wit yo’ girl 
And u ain’t getting’ laid
Brownfield… 


Hook: Evri Deesire, & ALB 3
Toot, jerk, hyphy 
Get down how you want to
But you bound to bust a move
When it runs through you

Verse 3: Evri Deesire

I get hyphy 
As soon as I walk in the club
Them dudes is looking like they fans
They wanna give me love
Them chicks is hating 
Cause they finna spend their last dub
I’m in the VIP for free
So I don’t give a fuck
We came to party
Evri Dee came to wop it out
My body rock
So ‘til I live I make them mouths shout
Them chicks up in the spot
“Somebody buy the bar out”
But it don’t matter cause yo’ girl got clout
Shake, shakin’ and rockin’
My body just keep on poppin’
I’m really feelin’ this groovin’
I know that there is no stopping me
I keep it going 
Just know how to keep it hoppin’
So don’t be mad at me 
When yo’ baby daddy be watching 
It was so natural for me to come and rip this
My rhymes be heavy, nice, classy, vicious
You know it when I spit
Hell yeah it’s delicious
I’m stepping on the scene
Soon to be Don Miss



The Getdown

PERHAPS FEAT. EVRI DEESIRE & TONNA

You won't admit you love me
So, how I'm I ever
To know 
You always tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, quizas
(Perhaps)

Hook: Brownfield & Evri Deesire
Perhaps, uhm, maybe
I don't really know
I got alotta questions
But one thing's fo sho
This ain't working out
So, now I gotta go
So perhaps you should leave
Yo damn key to the door

Verse 1: Tonna
Perhaps it's a wrap
We were never a match
So could never catch a fire like Bob did
Let's be honest
I'm a catch
Perhaps that's the reason 
You got so attached
But, what you lack is tact
On my back heavier than a burlap sack
Full of purses, carry-ons 
Must be all that baggage
From past heartbreaks
Blaming me for all that damage
Perhaps
We need to turn back to late night creep sessions
Deep sexin’
With you waking up hurt back and all
Like MJ, I only come back to ball
Back to score, tap that core
From bed to floor
Having you come back for more
Turn you back to a temptress
In an instant, with no commitment
Baby that’s pimpin’

Hook: Brownfield & Evri Deesire
Perhaps, uhm, maybe
I don't really know
I got alotta questions
But one thing's fo sho
This ain't working out
So, now I gotta go
So perhaps you should leave
Yo damn key to the door

Verse 2: Brownfield
Perhaps we coulda been cool
Coulda been beautiful
I think that you 
Perhaps made a fool 
Of what I did for you
I thought I was investing 
Instead I am regressing 
Like salads no dressing
It’s simple and plain
Time to catch a plane
Go back to where you came
I’m done with this game
This relationship shit
My God, what a switch!
Started dating a smart girl
Broke up with a dumb bitch 
Sick and tired of the dumb shit
Every time that we fight 
You say you wanna split
Well, go on an git’
Bounce cause I quit
Your knight in shining armor
Is the man that cause you harm now
I’ll let you live, perhaps you’ll forgive
Or just forget about it
But, don’t ever doubt it
I’m a big fucking deal
I just don’t make a big deal about it
Hook: Brownfield & Evri Deesire
Perhaps, uhm, maybe
I don't really know
I got alotta questions
But one thing's fo sho
This ain't working out
So, now I gotta go
So perhaps you should leave
Yo damn key to the door

Verse 3: Evri Deesire
Baby, what is it?
Perhaps you coulda been
The one who could really do it
When you said you could win
Perhaps you coulda had the doe
You claimed that you could spend
Perhaps you woulda been the dude
To not get at my friend
But really tho’, you could really kill it yo’
No Rihanna standing ovation
At the end of the fucking show
Early wrapped in the game
You never get old
You got me fucked if you thought 
I’d play with yo feelings
You could really feel it tho’
Yes, caught you and you know
 Lying, now I know it go
I pick them like an afro
So, I play ‘em like a Maestro
Ain’t it classical?
You be tellin’ yo boys
“Evri was the one bro”
More than the fact that 
My gooda is that gooda
Best piece educated
But I grew up in the hood
Listen now
Singing yo’shouldas,  couldas 
And your wouldas 
Evri done already moved on to a man 
That understood her

Hook: Evri Deesire
Perhaps, uhm, maybe
I don't really know
I got alotta questions
But one thing's fo sho
This ain't working out
So, now I gotta go
So perhaps you should leave
Yo damn key to the door



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