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Action Bronson - Seven Series Triplets Lyrics

  • Uh-huh, yeah, yo
  • Cash in a brief case, trying to play it smart
  • Love is a privilege and you better play your part
  • Don't wanna leave it to the lawyers breath
  • Snap my fingers, you'll be laying on the foyer steps
  • Wishing you were a boy again
  • Late night stand on the roof, smoke a newp
  • Reminiscing when I had the broken tooth, we were loose
  • Three different colors on the goose with the boots
  • Maryland College basketball suits
  • I drive the 525i made in '95
  • Shawn Kemps on the pedal, I'm a kamikaze
  • Right arm hang out the window while I steer left
  • Near death, slam into a deer's chest
  • Lights out for a second, but I'm back
  • Hopped up like a karate master
  • Still I blast the shottie faster on you bastards, make you backspin
  • Come out the closet you've been trapped in, that's it, Queens
  • Yeah, nigga you know I put the work in
  • Head shots real precise like a surgeon
  • I see your heart beating through your shirt, nervous
  • Nigga shaking in his J's, his legs gave in
  • Wow, and I ain't even pull the gun off my waist yet
  • This nigga done got so scared he took a shit
  • Then I swerved in some low key wheels
  • And go about my business like it never happened, chill
  • For reals, pop a couple pills, cup a drink
  • Come to think about it I feels like turning up the rap ignorant loud
  • Like this weed that I smoke, make a thick, yellow cloud
  • Perpetual payday, my money don't vacay
  • I'm out seeing the world, my life is so crazy
  • You could only imagine but you could never fathom my intelligence
  • I get at em
  • Oh shit, it's real like that, right y'all?
  • Word up man, pledge allegiance man
  • I Patrick Ewing niggas, long shotties I be 'suing niggas
  • You gon' pay, face the camera ruin niggas
  • And my money uncollected and I'm stepping
  • Might slap the shit out your man and take his weapon
  • Hungry and angry and I'm savagery
  • But still mow your majesty
  • Wipe out the cool t-shirt, vacuum it
  • And I'm gon' keep you rich so chill
  • Or you can live with them faggots and stay away from real deal abbots
  • Death is our game plan, new playing bullets come in spray cans
  • Write graffiti all on your vest
  • Lester, cousin Eve sleeve all greasy he the best of it
  • Put it right there you get a check, slang prostitution
  • It's prohibition when we move shit
  • This is what some niggas suggest
  • I suggest war and clout
  • The fake niggas they could move out
  • Take no chance you never know y'all.
  • For real man, cause we ain't playing no games no more, no more homies
  • You sit around this, you sit around the best
  • With gold forks and all that, word up
  • Y'all niggas that come shine, come through come through come shine, come.
  • You know what it is man, it's automatic.

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