Action Bronson - GET OFF MY P.P.

Lyrics: [Intro] My father's Action Bronson Get off of his PP, mannn~! [Action Bronson] Yeah... yeah!! Bronsolinio Outdoorsman shit, hit 'em! Lace up your Timbs, Queens, fresh off the blacktop Off glory recital, fiends on the backlot Backalley Bronson always cookin up a mad plot The shit that have us laid in bed just with a glass top Hash pot stickin out the dash spot I leave a vision of fakin and let his ass rot One-seven-four and autobahn is where the cash drop Then take the payment and distribute to the have-nots I'm on the scene, 26 and I'm a mad child Low machete, hoppin out the pants style Whether fightin or graffiti got them hand styles I wipe the floor up with your face like it's ShamWow Hands down, one motherfucker 260 combined, here to bring the ruckus The bassline plus the words raise the crime rate Bronsolini show 'em how to hold the 9 straight [Chorus] Yo, get off the next man's PP Yo be original kid, get off the PP Get off the shaft of my dick, get off my PP Yo be original kid, get off the PP [Action Bronson] Yo - the drugs are rolled up, the money fold up I love my bitches big bodied like an old truck With they waist sliced inches like the cold cuts Been at the bottom of the sea but then I rose up Feet first, my voice is known to curl the honey toes Serve a pound of that and leave 'em with a bloody nose Smoke the hash, take it from 'em like it's money, homes Hop in the Caddy, leave your body by a muddy road A "Dirty Rotten Scoundrel" like Steve Martin Drugs so good Fiend Weekly just three-starred 'em I'm on a roll, blow trees through East Harlem Just put me in a cage in a basement, I'm retarded German ship, twist, learn to blitz I love it when the pussy tighter than a tourniquet Cop the ticket saw the cookin and converted it Dutch leave third of it, roll it up, urder it [Chorus] Yeah, get off the next man's PP Yo be original kid, get off the PP Get off the shaft of my dick, get off my PP Get off my blood hardened knob.. PP

2011-11-04T19:11:50+00:00
Duration: 02:26