LeGit - Danny Ocean lyrics

Pardon me madam, they call me Danny Ocean... [Verse One] It's just a Sunday afternoon on Boston brewing some Chicago lingo On the needle with something older than a hall of bingo I'm more than likely, spinnin some kirelinko Most you acting a** ballers don't even deserve a free throw So what you looking at me fo'? You trying to make it? n***a we are too, no C3PO Don't knock it like peephole That's just how we roll Its REN, you couldn't buy a crap game in our casino Doper than a kilo Need a bad chick snagged, then give us bout cinco Cause they go wherever we go Plus we rarely lose with the women- Auriemma, Geno Courtin' the chick so bad it should be illegal She claim that she single Plus she got a tongue game so mean, you'd swear she was tri-lingual, but... [Verse Two] Pardon me madam, they call me Danny Ocean... I'm just a smooth and rather cla**y showman... Never been a fan of the bright lights and the showboatin' And right now I'm just tryin to find something to go home with To you I'm both, simple and thought-provoking, paradox Like those chill bumps beneath your tanning lotion Which ironically show that I got you open When I close in, but, you was hoping I wouldn't notice Well, baby I'm sorry, that there is just my hobby If my abilities scare you then, well, feel free to stop me If not I'll lay the law down, they call me Hammurabi I'm sure that you've been told that after one night I'll probably Ignore you but I a**ure you this is not that type of party Or, maybe it is, either way you care hardly Cause you know I'm only here to make you feel better, darling Plus the night is young, it's damn near just starting So, cut the charades, stop all the talking Cause we both know we won't regret it in the morning... [Verse Three] Pardon me madam, they call me Danny Ocean... I'm just a smooth and rather cla**y showman... Whenever life has me feeling exhausted Pour another gla** of that Johnny Walker...Awesome That's.. Scotch on the rocks, sittin' atop the grand piano Watchin' Pulp Fiction, I double-dare you to change the channel In the ash tray you'd find some Cuban scented candles The aroma's blendin' in with the visual like camo A smoother fellow? you will find no-one That bu*ton up type of fly 501, holdin' no regard to what y'all say My crew always, in the buildin' like RA's So it would behoove you to be--ware of the dark age Cause we go hard in everything we partake Until my heart aches If you wanna stay above par, you gotta stay smart That's the only way you go far Know when to bite and when to bark When effort stops swag starts sh** I learnt that from Sarth... I said I learnt that from Sarth...