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[Verse 1: Action Bronson] |
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Peel the top off the can of Pellegrino |
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Lost my money at the tables, but I got it back in Cee-lo |
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I'm trying to have the bank account with all the 0's |
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Rolling Camaros, Jose Canseco was my hero |
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Swing the bat like I swing the 'Lac |
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Snap my fingers and they bring the crab |
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Wave my hand and they bring the bag |
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For your body mother****** cause you old news |
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And then you see me ******* skip away in boat shoes |
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Ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri- rip your ************* off |
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Ahh uhhh! Mother****** I'm a sicko |
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*************o, amethyst on the knuckle |
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On the arm something Spanish with a bubble |
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[Hook: Action Bronson] |
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Uh, it's big trouble in Little China |
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All of the china hidden inside of a big vergina |
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Uh, I'll pile drive her through the bed |
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Hit the strip, get my mother******* bread, don't you say a word, ************* |
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I need the gators just to match the vest |
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Have my apprentice put the stainless to a bastard's chest |
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Come out the sweatsuit |
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Do a triple back flip into the red coupe |
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Skrrrt, we out |
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[Verse 2] |
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Come, hold my ************* while I take a piss |
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Shake it off, put it back in my boxer shorts |
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Ride in the drop top lobster Porsche |
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Inside the joint I got some pasta sauce |
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Uh, stalking the street, just to put the fork in the beef |
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Coffins are cheap, seats are very soft in the Jeep |
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The lights hit me at the club, my skin was like a chicken |
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And now my leather to the ankle by my Pippen |
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This feels crazy and I hoping I don't blow it |
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That goes to show I'm still a human under all this glow |
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Needless to say I'm exceeding while you *************es bleeding |
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I guess your wake was not in season |
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Breezing |
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[Hook] |
