Sebb - Staten Island Ferry lyrics

[Intro:Action Bronson/Wais P] Wais man What up Act? You brought those b**hes by the other night I liked the white one with the tits The blond one! I was peeping her, can I get that freebee? I got you. Shi! Son of at [Verse 1:Action Bronson] We got the steel drum, jerk chicken, smoke singles, oil fingers Wrapped around a Snapple blowing trees, lean on foreign cars Army Shorts seven hookers stripping on the party bus Generate that paper with the green ink In God We Trust Draped in all kinds of animals from Africa Style is always fresh, because I flip it like the a spatula Whisk the whip, Lay it flat just like a Persian rug All up in the mountains getting blasted smoking herb and d** b**h Don't leave that strip until my money's made Until I'm driven by a driver in a honey Range Make sure it's accurate Just sell that p**y 'til that sh** look like a catcher's mit! Fly on behalf of it! Swing the cherry coupe, b**hes blush like Betty Boop Make the p**y whistle, whistle, whistle like the kettle do Drinking Ketel One thirty olives on the rim Seen me on the coast, so much you think that I'm a Corsican [Bridge:Wais P] That's an island in the Mediterranean You gotta take the boat to the boat Only boat you know about is the Staten Island Ferry! [Hook:Action Bronson/Wais P] Just raise your hands in the air if there's money in your pocket And different b**hes faces on the neck inside the locket Bracelet on the dash, light hit it, gleam gla** Our d** is in your system and you just wanna spazz Just raise your hands in the air, yeah! Just raise your hands in the air, come on! [Verse 2:Wais P] Pimp cane,Bentley doing doughnuts, leaving oil stains Loyal dames treat me royal, got a n***a gripping drank Don't ask what's in my cup, motherf**er I'll be sipping pain! They call me Wais P, but your girl call me a different name Not you, I see hate from a distance, I could spot you Put money on your head, you'll be hunted by blue and red Catch me by the poker table and I don't gamble I'm scheming on that blond b**h in the Louis sandals She's scheming on the high roller so she could jam him Then bring the money back to me, that's how you're pimp and pander Take a gander at the modern day Marvin Gaye, Isaac Hayes With Libarache diamonds and my shoes should be in the cage Coat should be on the leash, my flow is beyond your reach Die and resurrect myself, and then these cats will honor me But honestly, I'm waiting for you squares to act ornery So I could pull the semi out the tux like Sean Connery [Bridge:Action Bronson] Yo, as soon as we get out of the f**ing boat, man Have someone there ready to make the ceviche for my man! [Hook:Action Bronson/Wais P] Just raise your hands in the air if there's money in your pocket And different b**hes faces on the neck inside the locket Bracelet on the dash, light hit it, gleam gla** Our d** is in your system and you just wanna spazz Just raise your hands in the air, yeah! Just raise your hands in the air, come on! [Outro:Wais P] n***as can't f** with this! Wais P, AB ,Action Bronsolino Cheffing up some incredible pimp sh** Incredible rap sh**, f** is wrong with yall n***as? I swear to God!!!