Action Bronson - Buddy Guy Lyrics
Uhh, yeahYeah, yeahBronsolinio, yeahAiyyoStoned on the stoop, got the box pumpin' Billy JoelI'm Mickey Mantle while you mother*****ers semi-proNeck to colon how a slice from the machete goShoot your gun and throw confetti cause I'm ready ho!Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm a stand-upCall me the teacher, wanna talk just put your hands upWe eat the lamb, duck, goose, beef or chickenTwo seater shiftin' with the smooth Cedar Strippin'My facial hair is light red just like a ball of fireGolden sound, blow the town, 'lo attireBrown haze leather swampy like the EvergladesI'll switch a style so that I'm ready when the era changeFirst pressed virgin oil from the Greek BorderSpit the shit that have me laid up with the sheik's daughterThree quarter on the Bally jacket to the kneeLights flashin' when I'm rappin', tappin' treeThat smoke lingers son it shine through the curtainCracked pepper mother*****er I'm a grinder for certainSo never in your life come with scared business here***** around never found *****, disappearTime after time I'm a winnerSeasoned in the barrel, harvest in the winterFar from a beginner, keep an extra cartridge in the denimTwisted off of Manischewitz, Harlem in a rentalThe hash candidate, kindly gorgeous360 is the ways and the caesar's huggin' knotty flossesNever stop until we hoppin out of grimey PorschesOne night shorty needin' over 9 abortionsI'm the whole shit, one you wanna roll withWhen in canoe waving the ganja like a glow stickNumber one, numero uno with the flow shitYour style is tired and limp just like an old dick*****Roman sculptures, all of my students hold a diplomaStraight to the back, garage door, behold the LotusFinest tuna right out the sea straight off the boat thisHurricane rap spit tap low, rock a togaBronsonelli chef de cuisine I flex the two seamInject the vein with marijuana I'm a true fiendUp-to-the-minute, all the weapons we inventedThat's hidden inside the rented, the window tinted ten the percentageSacrificin' the lamb for the nutrition"Criminology 101" hard cover, newest editionNuclear fission is heavy weighty top the divisionLots of provisions collosal status stoppin' collisionsToo beaucoup, fresher than a lake troutBarbecue the venison, pair it with a great stoutPeace I'm out kid, a mother*****er pace outEvery time I take that mother*****in' weapon from my waist out
