Action Bronson - Buddy Guy lyrics

Uhh, yeah Yeah, yeah Bronsolinio, yeah Aiyyo Stoned on the stoop, got the box pumpin' Billy Joel I'm Mickey Mantle while you motherf**ers semi-pro Neck to colon how a slice from the machete go Shoot your gun and throw confetti cause I'm ready ho! Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm a stand-up Call me the teacher, wanna talk just put your hands up We eat the lamb, duck, goose, beef or chicken Two seater shiftin' with the smooth Cedar Strippin' My facial hair is light red just like a ball of fire Golden sound, blow the town, 'lo attire Brown haze leather swampy like the Everglades I'll switch a style so that I'm ready when the era change sponsored links First pressed virgin oil from the Greek Border Spit the sh** that have me laid up with the sheik's daughter Three quarter on the Bally jacket to the knee Lights flashin' when I'm rappin', tappin' tree That smoke lingers son it shine through the curtain Cracked pepper motherf**er I'm a grinder for certain So never in your life come with scared business here f** around never found b**h, disappear Time after time I'm a winner Seasoned in the barrel, harvest in the winter Far from a beginner, keep an extra cartridge in the denim Twisted off of Manischewitz, Harlem in a rental The hash candidate, kindly gorgeous 360 is the ways and the caesar's huggin' knotty flosses Never stop until we hoppin out of grimey Porsches One night shorty needin' over 9 abortions I'm the whole sh**, one you wanna roll with When in canoe waving the ganja like a glow stick Number one, numero uno with the flow sh** Your style is tired and limp just like an old dick b**h Roman sculptures, all of my students hold a diploma Straight to the back, garage door, behold the Lotus Finest tuna right out the sea straight off the boat this Hurricane rap spit tap low, rock a toga Bronsonelli chef de cuisine I flex the two seam Inject the vein with marijuana I'm a true fiend Up-to-the-minute, all the weapons we invented That's hidden inside the rented, the window tinted ten the percentage Sacrificin' the lamb for the nutrition "Criminology 101" hard cover, newest edition Nuclear fission is heavy weighty top the division Lots of provisions collosal status stoppin' collisions Too beaucoup, fresher than a lake trout Barbecue the venison, pair it with a great stout Peace I'm out kid, a motherf**er pace out Every time I take that motherf**in' weapon from my waist out