Action Bronson - Practice lyrics

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Action Bronson - Practice lyrics

Thirty thousand for the DNA swab, don't quit your day job You batty boys ain't even on my radar Order breasts of veal at Walt Frazier's Dog, my women come in all flavors, fold paper, Lord save us Complete a drug deal in a rental rented from AVIS Best believe my motherf**ing symbol is pounding the pavement Dog, I lay with hoes and smoke bu*ter the same color as Jalen Rose Stand on the balcony naked, just screaming, "f** it, I made it!" Every meal I eat steak to make a statement Patrick Bateman, thirty Mexicans in the basement, let's get it shaking The whole block's smelling like bacon My shorty keep it real, take a sh** out the car window Hide money in a Nintendo Got a degree in dental Cook like she down in the delta Rest of the gator for the foot display River monsters, Dog the Bounty Hunter Open bally stunting, this is Southern Cali summer, b**h It be the novelist, bare-handed choke a hippopotamus I need to go to Drug-Dealing Anonymous Cheerio ship-flip like Rey Mysterio Me laid up with big money be the scenario Out the watch flew a canary, it's cuckoo Let my man who just came home throw a party where you poo-poo That is not a nice thought Get locked up in the afternoon, I make it out by Night Court Long as I don't see that world I got the lawyer on retainer like a teenage girl Eating chicken parmesan in the holding cell My feet up, and my cheech bang, yeah, you know me well Quadruple-black coupe, smacks for if you act stupid No love here, motherf**ers, I clap Cupid, jump in the black Buick Then make a sharp right My mother wrist is so cut, look like a shark bite And when I play the guitar, I'm always on acid She said I look like David Jessop when she see me floating in the Maxima It's me

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