Action Bronson - Double Breasted lyrics

Hey yo, our lungs are filled with the purple from the jungle Never fumble, got the work right by the grundle Twin dick s**s for me and my son That's before he was 3 smoking weed in a blunt Straight from flushin where the birds are hanging dead in the window Scent of garbage make me sick getting head in the rental Got the lamb rack pan, roasted, laced with [?] Little yogurt dapped and drizzled might be a winner Come and see me, known the hand that makes the fettucini Holler make the baklava getting paper bashkala La Majun sour smoking savage out of sarasota Macho man, the taco stand is where the hook is kept 30 dollars get you p**ycat, right in the kitchen where they cooking at [?], architecture art deco, twist the p**y like a soft pretzel I'm such a special guy, I'd rather die then never testify You soon to see me at the party with a vest and tie. sponsored links Shorts, that's my steez when I'm stepping Strollin down the streets like the westerns Double weapons, at my size and preparing for the showdown Spinning like a wild maneuver, Whilin' at them hold down Hold ground, stand firm, you little sissies got a chance Now it's time to give them man burn Yo, he try to f** with Bronsollini it's a crucial calling Guaranteed you gonna loose just like the Brooklyn brawler Mister wonderful in shorts, cortex, gortex The bottom of the feet in case the floor wet Flow was sended here crafted on the mother earth Kinda strange things been funny since my brother's birth Shaking hands, the system money connect Blow a ransom on a yacht, have a seed in Quebec Respect my, exquisite mistique, pretty petite Little hookers running wild, giving head in the street But still, slicing nuts, clean off that's with the razor I'm laughing in the tavern where fresh bruno's and blazers chilling Salt and pepper, queen sh**, salt and pepper, ps.