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ACTION BRONSON lyrics : "Heel Toe"

Yo the long trench wearer money in my hand I dare you
To come and take this find you in a ba!@&(t naked
Plus it's raining

She took a sniff now she dancing like she Usher Raymond
See me swerving in the Lincoln with the Daytons


Seat colors Sanaa Lathan kinda resembles fried bacon
I shoot at your crew put the spoon inside the Tiramisu
As I sat there looking cute in a suit

%#@! I made it cool
To be yourself again without nobody helping 'em
What is that velvet?

Yes it is baby I'm a specialist
All these $#&@ing demons that infest the kid
This be that %#@! that your grandfather's invested in

Dad's back your new %#@! I had that
My new (*##$ is half black beamer made the Hatchback
I'm having flashbacks of razors in the $$# crack

Hundred thousand dollars all in one inside the trash bag
A bunch of fiends I'm having lunch in Queens
A lot of hundreds in my Dungarees

I'm at the garden sitting Indian style that means I'm on the floor
My skin is shining like it's Armor All
Freak (*##$es like a carnival

(*##$ I stay on the boat just like a barnacle
I don't talk to no sons so bring your father through
And I was born in December paint the Impala blue

(*##$ it's getting col

She sniff blow did the heel toe

Off the wheel of the de Ville then I peel slow
For real though I'm trying to get Shaquille dough
Huh I'm just trying to get Shaquille dough


Hang out the window of my sports car I'm listening to Prince
(*##$ from Berlin is blowing me behind the tints

Doves cried then I let my nut fly in a !@#%s eye
I still in the mirror looking for one time
When we were younger used to play in parks

Now my hunger got me driving European sharks
Lay in lofts paint the hall in light ' moss
%#@! I stay on the porch lighting a torch up like cab lights on the Porsche

Tan coupin' worth 10 of the Cam Newton
Hand crafted Lands snoozing
Susan Woofin Baloozin shorty from Wahaca

Husband back in M?xico crosses out his life
Check came in it was 3500 just on the stomach
Imagine what we spent on weapons

And I have a (*##$ draped up in leopard
Joints filled up with pepper
I'm straight from Queens mother$#&@er what you reppin'


She sniff blow did the heel toe
Off the wheel of the de Ville then I peel slow

For real though I'm trying to get Shaquille dough
Huh I'm just trying to get Shaquille dough


My (*##$ gallop like a tan deer
Stealing outfits from the Tangiers
I been a man here so many damn years

You see that plane? It lands here
You see that drop? That's to drive me away I'm wearing cashmere
Pink champagne spilling down the glass again

I swear just one more score baby we cashing in
Me and money got a good report
I shot the Cuban !@^% and papi met his maker in the humidor

Dove off the boat with the briefcase no police chase
Then I went and had a cheesesteak from Mishka Bibbles
Hit the sizzle control the whip with one arm like Richard Kimble

(*##$ I've been the symbol

She sniff blow did the heel toe

Off the wheel of the de Ville then I peel slow
For real though I'm trying to get Shaquille dough
Huh I'm just trying to get Shaquille dough


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