Action Bronson - 85 Barritz BRO-HAM lyrics

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Action Bronson - 85 Barritz BRO-HAM lyrics

[Action Bronson] I roll the blunt up as soon as i wake my thoughts a linen My flow is like a one night stand with all sorts of women The orchestrator, the picture perfect portrait player Lose your data tryna stop me on the course to paper Mustard loafer hopping out the gypsy cab One dutch but I copped 150 bag Thats for my neck just like a scarf in the winter Plus i spit the type of sh** to make you barf up your dinner Bronson a winner, gorgonzola garlic agenda Far from pretender shorty take the coat when i enter The public defender, the man of the people nobody equal My fam negotiating your life most of em hebrew Black kosher posing with the black toaster Me and Hugginatti dipping in the black cobra American built ground up from ground up Get ground up, duck never get found f** Sharp with the dressing Bronsonelli reek of street essence Mean Jean holding down the scene and plus we green scented Reinvented summertime we flee the benches 37 sour diesel blunts to feed the senses Back to rocking old lives a pair of high 4's I eat the dinner of a winner often five course I rhyme words baby mama say my mind lost Cause all my garments stay embroided with a fine horse One for the weed, two for the whip drive in the middle Three we on the roof she play my penis like a fiddle Four the tuna raw until i seer it Five my name is golden though so people try to smear it Hop up out the six, I'm in the mix, I rock the colorful kicks I smoke the pure but still I'm quick to cop a bundle of nicks Eating p**y cause i had to feed the hunger for fish Time is money when i have it never fumble and sh** Until my suit from France, the bottom of the shoe just like a ball court Leather so soft, four door porsche Not the truck panamera and its roughed out Sitting like a monster on the decker looking puffed out I take juice my performance enhanced Never failing any test i got the urine from gramps 94 i begged my mom to cop the Ewing from Champs The same night dreamt of a b**h and her spewing my pants damn One motherf**er galaxy of Queens rep Clients waiting while the custard made a cream set 30 sets of dips f** all that extra sh** Dimples above her a** cheeks that made me s** that b**h

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