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Action Bronson - 9.24.13
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Action Bronson - 9.24.13 (Feat. Big Body Bes)  Lyrics

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19/11/2013

2013-11-19T15:44:00+01:00



[Action Bronson:]
Uh
Waxy
Smoking that Barbara Walters wax
Same f**king outfit twenty days in a row I don't give a shit

[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
You only came around 'cause you thought I had some money for you
You got it f**ked up
That's for the kids
And If there's anything left I'll cop a crib
And If there's anything left after that I'll cop a six
How you think I got the art displayed on the dinner plates?
First course was from the Finger Lakes
Last course cinnamon ginger cake
She gave me head during the Laker game
I got her tatted, trying to erase her name
No, I caught her cheating, her pussy didn't feel the same
She was probably with one of the Broncos
Or LeBron so I blew her car up
Soon as she try to start it up, nah
I can't talk about that though...
Your chance is thin like the moustache of Puerto Ricans
Shooting guns with my daughter on the weekend
Smoke the budder same color as The Weeknd
Stashed under the sole of the sneaker [laughs]
Fuck
Fuck man
Stashed under the sole of the sneaker
Smoke the budder same color as The Weeknd
Uh

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
Told the driver Lenny swing me by the garden I gotta talk to Pat
Hit him with stacks
Showed him the gat like 'you gonna miss the finger roll right'
Fuck
I Told the driver Lenny swing me by the garden I gotta talk to Pat
Showed him some stacks
Then showed him the gat like 'you gonna miss the finger roll right'
Yes Mr. Baklava
Then I cartwheeled into a aqua car

[Action Bronson:]
[Trails into laughter]
Shit!
It's too crazy right?
Yo
It's just f**king nuts
We just talking crazy at this point

[Verse 3: Action Bronson]
I told the driver Lenny swing me by the garden I gotta talk to Pat
Showed him some stacks
Then showed him the gat like ‘you're gonna miss the finger roll right?’
Yes, Mr. Baklava
Then I cartwheeled into and aqua car
Now I’m, sliding
Ma, your boy has made it, no more
Crying
The facial reminiscent of a lion
Fuck around I’ll send you back to zion
And I ain't even trying
Swing the wood wheel like lumberjacks
I remember back when they wouldn’t spend a stack on my rap
Now they want to wipe my ass in the crack after I shat
And I just had corn beef hash
Ew...

[Verse 4: Big Body Bes]
Yeah
It's me
Motherf**king Big Body
I'm back for the f**king sequel, man
You know I had come and to spice this shit the f**k up
Mr. Fuckin Sazon himself
I'm over here f**king wiling
A lot of shit done motherf**king changed now
Motherf**kers done came up
Whole lot of different motherf**king moves are being made
You know what time it motherf**king is
So my lifestyle done changed a little bit
All types of shit
The motherf**king crib is renovated, man
All types of fly shit
I got the new f**king marble floor, man
That shit is imported
We just flew that shit in from Connecticut
Motherf**kers is out here spinning stupid shit
But you know me, man
Same motherf**king body
I'm out here wiling like I never changed man
This the same motherf**ker you know me, man
'98, doing stick-ups with the screw-driver
It's me man
The last car on the f**king A train man
I f**king live this shit
Done came up
Pockets was always swole
Sometimes a little low but I get them back up, man
Fill them up like the f**king gas tank
God, man
Psssht
Shout-outs to my f**king brother, man, Action Bronson, man
We out here, man
We motherf**king out here, man
Not enough to say, man
But a motherf**king few more things that's what to say
Shit is f**king crazy, man
I'm out here smoking good, man
Fucking pocket, f**king stupid, f**king blunt pack with that up-town piff
Shouts to all my motherf**king Dominicans out there in the Heights
All of that, 172, 174
Wiling
You already know, man
Nah, I don't even want a motherf**king ounce, B
Give me motherf**king 40 dimes
That's how I want it
In a brown f**king bag
Yeah, tato Papi, that's how we doing it, big f**king style, man
And I want that Chimi sauce dripping all over my f**king arm
That's how I do it, man
Wipe it with the f**king hundred dollar bill
I'm out here wiling man
My name Big Fucking Body
Shouts to motherf**king Albania
Shouts to East New York
Shouts to Lindenwood
Shouts to motherf**king Flushing
Shouts to the motherf**king Bronx, man
All f**king day I'm out here wiling, man
Eagles up






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