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Action Bronson - Buddy Guy Lyrics

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  • Uhh, yeah
  • Yeah, yeah
  • Bronsolinio, yeah
  • Aiyyo
  • Stoned on the stoop, got the box pumpin' Billy Joel
  • I'm Mickey Mantle while you mother*****ers semi-pro
  • Neck to colon how a slice from the machete go
  • Shoot your gun and throw confetti cause I'm ready ho!
  • Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm a stand-up
  • Call me the teacher, wanna talk just put your hands up
  • We eat the lamb, duck, goose, beef or chicken
  • Two seater shiftin' with the smooth Cedar Strippin'
  • My facial hair is light red just like a ball of fire
  • Golden sound, blow the town, 'lo attire
  • Brown haze leather swampy like the Everglades
  • I'll switch a style so that I'm ready when the era change
  • First pressed virgin oil from the Greek Border
  • Spit the shit that have me laid up with the sheik's daughter
  • Three quarter on the Bally jacket to the knee
  • Lights flashin' when I'm rappin', tappin' tree
  • That smoke lingers son it shine through the curtain
  • Cracked pepper mother*****er I'm a grinder for certain
  • So never in your life come with scared business here
  • ***** around never found *****, disappear
  • Time after time I'm a winner
  • Seasoned in the barrel, harvest in the winter
  • Far from a beginner, keep an extra cartridge in the denim
  • Twisted off of Manischewitz, Harlem in a rental
  • The hash candidate, kindly gorgeous
  • 360 is the ways and the caesar's huggin' knotty flosses
  • Never stop until we hoppin out of grimey Porsches
  • One night shorty needin' over 9 abortions
  • I'm the whole shit, one you wanna roll with
  • When in canoe waving the ganja like a glow stick
  • Number one, numero uno with the flow shit
  • Your style is tired and limp just like an old dick
  • *****
  • Roman sculptures, all of my students hold a diploma
  • Straight to the back, garage door, behold the Lotus
  • Finest tuna right out the sea straight off the boat this
  • Hurricane rap spit tap low, rock a toga
  • Bronsonelli chef de cuisine I flex the two seam
  • Inject the vein with marijuana I'm a true fiend
  • Up-to-the-minute, all the weapons we invented
  • That's hidden inside the rented, the window tinted ten the percentage
  • Sacrificin' the lamb for the nutrition
  • "Criminology 101" hard cover, newest edition
  • Nuclear fission is heavy weighty top the division
  • Lots of provisions collosal status stoppin' collisions
  • Too beaucoup, fresher than a lake trout
  • Barbecue the venison, pair it with a great stout
  • Peace I'm out kid, a mother*****er pace out
  • Every time I take that mother*****in' weapon from my waist out

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