Lyrics
, "where's the fucking money, shitheaddddddddd?!", yo, fucking paulie trybe, man, get your muthafucking hand out her asshole, we gotta go, fam, we gotta go, kid, yo, get the whip, get the whip!, i'll take 21st century poets that's for a thousand, curly hair or nubian women get me aroused, to the point i wanna gamble it all, i was smashing from the back, she put her hands on the wall, she couldn't take the thrust, only lust like a fiend for the dust, or the pizza from pezzi, perfect, want to sleep with the crust, or the 740 alpina, leather seats is a must, and my shorty holding a nina, rolling green in a duuuuuuuuuutch!, bronsolini, organically i rise to paper, in the purest form, lyrically derived from nature, like the amazon, put your cameras on, watch this muthafucka turn into an animal!, light stubble, rock the muzzle like hannibal, jump off the top of the boat into a cannonball, hoes with gold teeth, we off the coast of greece, in under 3 seconds, muthafucka load the piece, kid, the bag of money coming with me, you muthafucka, the bag of money coming with me, yeah, the bag of money's coming with me, muthafucka you, surprise! lauren is in the house, i eat fowl birds and keep a hen inside my mouth, always extra, guest featuring with dr. lecter, like bald head slick, i hold my mic like a scepter, rest in peace, guru, son i rep q-u, chains on chunk, they looking at me like "who you?!", these handmade cubans probably fucking up my posture, pesto sauce properly drizzled upon my pasta, no imposter, son i'm authentic, around drugs so much, i'm probably raw scented, bag of money dips, triceps is all dented, precise painting pictures, think about life and then i pen it, nike air extraordinaire, it's a cold world, prepare, that's what it is, dad, winterize your vehicle, i love kicks like action bronson loves a reefer pull, peace to good, bad girls that let us both sleep with you, the bag of bitches coming with me, word up, son, all the bitches coming with me, yeah, yo, the bag of bitches coming with me, we go raw son, all the bitches coming with me!, we making babies tonight, nigga, yeah, smoke what you want, sniff what you want, you wanna have five daddies, you ever have five daddies before?, ayo, 2010, got 'em buzzing like a beeper, round table discussion, conference in geneva, leaders at the table, poly over nasal, forty seven minutes since the time i lit the basil, my rhymes are carte blanche, liver than the oscars, extra virgin olive oil drizzled on the pasta, fry the bacon, make it sizzle for the chazers, honor in this thing of ours, living like the mobsters, compliments go to the chef and that's the real, my crew of goonies in the joint, we need some extra veal, you know the caddy got an extra wheel, and if i'm ever in a pickle, i can hand a fucking tek to steele, take aim and knock an apple off your head, and i'm a play like polamalu, you get tackled for the bread, we're running in your crib, your shorty shackled to the bed, money laying on the persian, leaking plasma from the lead, and it's on!, the bag of money's coming with me, muthafucka, (it's all coming with us, nahimean?, outdoorsmen!), queens, kid, the bag of money's coming with me, uptown connection, you fucking pussy, (word up, man, it's all marvel, ya'll niggas know everything is marvel), bronsonlini, bronsolovski, team facelift, (everything we drink, everything we smoke, everything we buy, everything we sell, it's all marvel!), my muthafucking man shaz, paulie trybe, paulie walnuts, machine, fonda, tommy guns, (tommy marvel, marvel is everybody's middle name we fuck with, meyhem marvel lauren, it's all marvel, the bag of money's coming with us)
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Artist: action bronson