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Action Bronson - Practice Lyrics

  • (Allen Iverson)
  • I'm supposed to be the franchise player, and we're in here talking about practice. I mean, listen, we talkin' about practice. Not a game, not a game, not a game, we talkin' about practice
  • (Intro)
  • It's mother*****ing me
  • When I'm up real late, and you know what I'm doing
  • Bam Bam Bronsolino is tuned into the one and only Peter Rosenberg
  • Real late on Hot 97, man, get it together
  • (Verse 1)
  • Thirty thousand for the DNA swab, don't quit your day job
  • You batty boys ain't even on my radar
  • Order breasts of veal at Walt Frazier's
  • Dog my women come in all flavors, fold paper, lord save us
  • Complete a drug deal in a rental rented from AVIS
  • Best believe my motha*****in symbol is poundin the pavement
  • Dog, I lay with hoes, I smoke butter the same color as Jalen Rose
  • Stand on the balcony *****, just screaming, "***** it, I made it!"
  • Every meal I eat steak to make a statement
  • Patrick Bateman, thirty Mexicans in the basement, let's get it shaking
  • The whole block's smelling like bacon
  • My shorty keep it real, take a shit out the car window
  • Hide money in a Nintendo
  • Got a degree in dental
  • Cook like she down in the delta
  • Rest of the gator for the foot display
  • River monsters, Dog the Bounty Hunter
  • Open bally stuntin', this is Southern Cali summer, *****
  • I’m so smooth
  • Got the leather vest, see the shoes
  • See my shoes *****
  • Can’t even see em
  • You know the layin, see the shoes
  • (Verse 2)
  • It be the novelist, bare-handed choke a hippopotamus
  • I need to go to Drug-Dealing Anonymous
  • Cheerio, should flip like Rey Misteryo
  • Be laid up with big money be the scenario
  • Out the west flew a canary
  • It’s coo coo, let my man who just came home throw a party where you book fool
  • Uh, that is not a nice thought
  • Get locked up in the afternoon, I make it out by night court
  • Uh, Lord cuz I don’t see that world
  • I’ve got the lawyer on retainer like a teenage girl
  • Eatin chicken parmesan and a hoe just hold my feet
  • Be in my Jeep bangin, yea you know me well
  • Quadruple black coupes, match full if you act stupid in love
  • Here mother*****ers look like Cupid, jump in a black Buick
  • Them niggas sure right, none other issue
  • So cut, look like a short pipe
  • And when I play guitar I’m always on acid up
  • She said I look like David Jesse when she see me floatin in the maxima
  • It’s me

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