Action Bronson - Morey Boogie Boards lyrics

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Action Bronson - Morey Boogie Boards lyrics

I got the mental of the bad lieutenant We gamble drug money, river boats, Cadillacs Talkin' 'bout a prison know Lemons as the subtle in the fish they call it cuddle We grew up in the gutta, breaking jaws just like a huddle. Morey boogie boards wax the top so we stay on Wrist wrap is pitch black, three sixty shades on I won’t stop until the walls got Monet's drawn The farm land another animals to graze on I’m always smoking on the potent straight from Oakland I’m rising like a souffle, you know you gotta serve it quick Just dust me over cheese p**y straight from Persia b**h They’ll find ya lake in Maine, you taught so well their Jersey snitch I’ll rock the lenses Cam and Nitty wore, I roll a fifty of the dowa to the neck and take a city tour And this shine I got the salsa and the gritty raw, Timeless, my mother’s diamonds 1954. 2 x Hook: I gotta get that dough, I want to beamer with the racing seats Pound the ground with my feet to make the pavement speak And tell me secrets that she’s never told a soul to. The price of living your decisions could control you. Talking: Yea, Brasilino. Queens. Real sh**, Queens. I sign my name like a mantel never stickin to the script Be like people off the boat, seven languages of sh** Big tradition to the street, get you lifted off your feet Like my daughter at the pub, no taking orders after dark Cause they expect it, so wake up early, hop off the sh**ter Employ a lawyer, that's been barmitzvah'd Never trust a goyim seen me sippin' sprita, hookers with spinta And mister wedge, 30 dollar hollas never tip her This conversation that be building in the weed jar is bothersome Half of my leg covered with robinsons, The firm gully in this dutch, me and Steel smoking Cheerleaders, pretty b**hes gettin' peeled open [2 x Hook:]