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letra de bird on a wire remix - wavy jone$

[intro: action bronson]
la musica de harry fraud
smoke something, biatch!

[chorus: action bronson]
blow a kiss to my d-ck, wash my body with the sponge
feed me fla-vor-ices, put the chronic in my lungs
tailor me a leather suit, on some jodeci sh-t
bi-coastal man, we both will be rich

[verse 1: action bronson]
leave the party with your daughter (little debra)
in the morning do karate in the water
hear sounds of samurais
rockin shorts in the winter don’t f-ck with splinters (rats)
roll with sinners — a bunch of winners, catered lunch and dinners
why my drug jar look so empty?
drop a hook and then i’ll probably cop an m3
long knife (‘chete), that’s in the event
somebody try to get me then to heaven they’ll be sent
oh, off the strength, caviar and porsche taste
all the beans are gettin’ boston baked
on thin ice, i skate across the lake
with the ccm tacks, my feet are like cassius
smoke premium cabbage
[chorus: action bronson]
blow a kiss to my d-ck, wash my body with the sponge
feed me fla-vor-ices, put the chronic in my lungs
tailor me a leather suit, on some jodeci sh-t
bi-coastal man, we both will be rich

[verse 2: riff raff]
yo we 80,000 shopping malls but we ain’t browsin’
poppin’ hood in transco towers
prowler prowling gucci towels and bathroom vials
nouns, owls, aston martins
sparkin’ one in valet parkin’, loan sharkin’
hopin’ that my days-don’t-get-darkened
cheetah skin outside the parka
propaganda propels us – ostrich feathers
security guards with 9 berettas, pullin’ up volkswagen jettas
causin’ storms in sunny weather, in sunny whether, in sunny weather
hopin’ that my days get, hopin’, hopin’ days get, days get better

[verse 3: kyleverythekyd]
face paced is my mind state
im christ like, devine taste
blunts fulla gold, owls rolled
i defined hate

i got a beautiful mind infactuated with the greatest
never settle for less or second best
im sippin wit yo mamasita, never steer a benz or beamer
im broke as f-ck, i charged a dollar for the feature
got no records sold yet but i can see through the glory hole

yo shorty know we honor role
n get more brain then russel crow

i got a beautiful mind infactuated with the greatest
never settle for less or second best
yeah we top dogs, i got no eggs in the nest yet

i let the blunt vindicate, go disgest this raw…

- wavy jone

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