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flip ya - action bronson lyrics

[verse 1: action bronson]
stare in the mirror i’m a changed man
never, i’m just executing my game plan
sh-t, i’m crunching numbers just like a rain man
and got the gray lamb, interior was beige sand
i snap the b-tton on the driving gloves
pointy shoe like aladdin on the flyin rug
i probably die from drugs or while i’m f-cking
f-ck it, as long as she suck d-ck
you see me with a b-tch like vanna white at the benefit for battered wives
lightly battered yam, a squeeze of lemon over lamb
staring at the crescent while i’m laying on my back
smokin’ drug, you know the potent one
put a half ounce of the crystal in the -sshole of a shih tzu
twist your b-tch too, like brazilian jujitsu
when i marry, cop a shower room that sh-ts two
sell your p-ssy if i called and had my chips, boo
it’s bam bam and i’m feeling like my time is here, and take the world over
sit a.c. slater style on your girl’s shoulder, then have a cold soda
if you ain’t with me roll over

[verse 2: retchy p]
my mind marinate in drug sauce
the private driver’s name is gustaf
the cuff links is like a sl-t’s cough
so disgusting, english m-ffin
with the b-tter at the yiddish luncheon
with my p-mp-sh cousin
he sport the slick-back clean
and i inquired howd he get that
paused and said a b-tch is a b-tch
i twist the spliff while i sit in the six
the cl-ssic lo sweaters sit on the prince
thumbs in the belt loop, as i pose for the pic
my boy is sh-ll-amen, i blessed your residence with elegance
turning entire rooms into elephants
stepped in the building
the doorman resemble marcus garvey
ferrari taped at the party
wheeled in by steve harvey
he had the freshest line in the building
he stunted on mine, it was my party
and he tarnished my shine got mad and had him escorted out
“vincent, get ‘i’m outta my face”
and missy elliot had started a fight
busta rhymes was on a molly
from afar you thought it was kane, but it was body
catch a chokeslam if you try to try me
monday night catch me wilin’ at the bingo house
just left the dog show, you know i brought ringo out
he won a ribbon, brandished it on the side of his coat
i went outside and i was offered a smoke, i declined politely
i rock the jordan sole that’s kinda icy
my drug of choice you know is kinda pricey
n-gg-.

- action bronson lyrics

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