Action Bronson

Practice
(Allen Iverson Snippet) I'm supposed to be the franchise player, and we're in here talking about practice. I mean, listen, we talkin' about practice. Not a game, not a game, not a game, we talkin' about practice (Intro) It's motherfucking me When I'm up real late, and you know what I'm doing Bam Bam Bronsolino is tuned into the one and only Peter Rosenberg Real late on Hot 97, man, get it together (Verse 1) 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 mothafuckin symbol is poundin the pavement Dog, I lay with hoes, I smoke butter the same color as Jalen Rose Stand on the balcony naked, just screaming, "Fuck 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 shit 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 Letras de cancionesRiver monsters, Dog the Bounty Hunter Open bally stuntin', this is Southern Cali summer, bitch I’m so smooth Got the leather vest, see the shoes See my shoes bitch Can’t even see em You know the layin, see the shoes (Verse 2) It be the novelist, bare-handed choke a hippopotamus I need to go to Drug-Dealing Anonymous Cheerio, should flip like Rey Misteryo Be laid up with big money be the scenario Out the west flew a canary It’s coo coo, let my man who just came home throw a party where you book fool Uh, that is not a nice thought Get locked up in the afternoon, I make it out by night court Uh, Lord cuz I don’t see that world I’ve got the lawyer on retainer like a teenage girl Eatin chicken parmesan and a hoe just hold my feet Be in my Jeep bangin, yea you know me well Quadruple black coupes, match full if you act stupid in love Here motherfuckers look like Cupid, jump in a black Buick Them niggas sure right, none other issue So cut, look like a short pipe And when I play guitar I’m always on acid up She said I look like David Jesse when she see me floatin in the maxima It’s me From Letras Mania