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Cocoa Butter

Action Bronson
2015-04-063:59 minLetras sincronizadas

"Cocoa Butter" é uma música de Action Bronson, 2015, Pop. A música tem 3:59 de duração, 63 lines / 492 words.

Letra

0:16Albanian style:rock leathers in the sand
0:35I'll shoot my cousin for nothing:dominant man
0:38Go visit fam with no problems on some normal s**t
0:41Straight from Skopje Macedonia the floral lit
0:43Liquorish liquor one cube will touch of water
0:46Watch it mix turn white like the Duchess' daughter
0:49I'm in the corner puffing Ganja with the musky odor
0:52Destination back of your throat cup of soda
0:55Uh
0:55This is Bam Bam Bigelow Queens to Asbury Park connect:Figaro
1:00My uniform sweats and Gore tex athletic horses on my chest and on my short sets
1:06The Leslie Nielsen of the w**d and the words
1:08This is Action Bronsolinni 33 and the 3rd kid
1:11Naked gun the serial is scratched off
1:14Armed like Rocket in his prime blast off
1:17On and on push it through we won
1:22Never stop till the day we there
1:26On and on push it through we won
1:33Never stop till the day we there
1:39Push your seat back
1:40The Rickey Henderson of rap
1:42Jets hat underneath a little blubber lie the 6 pack
1:45Summer time I cop the musket with the kick back
1:47Then sit back stand up eyes low hit that
1:50This happens continuously throughout the night
1:53Now my eyes are like diamonds that's looking blue ish in the light
1:55Like a prism shooting out hope honor and optimism
1:59Never stop it till we're coastal on the aqua mission
2:02Reach my hand in the water and grab a tuna
2:04Silhouette you see reflection of light right off the Mezzaluna
2:07That's a half moon wavy like my man's fade
2:10The European carry all
2:12Color:tansuede
2:13Handmade hand blades carve up your features I'm a creature
2:16Section 39 I'm in the bleachers
2:18Fiends get washed up like turtles on the beaches
2:21It's mating season make the verbal for your speakers
2:24On and on push it through we won
2:29Never stop till the day we there
2:34On and on push it through we won
2:40Never stop till the day we there
2:46I'll prosciutto
2:47Legend Phil Rizzuto
2:49M*******a like the p***y I keep it crudo
2:52That's raw now I declare war
2:55You in the women's league
2:56I show you how a man score
2:57Look at my beard and my body like a grizzly
3:00I'm shoulder pressing 3 plates
3:02Obama EBT I'm a G Supermarket sweepstakes
3:06Still drinking vintage out the bottle with the cheese plate
3:08The Derek Harper with the low cesar flow fever
3:12More than likely digging in your ho's beaver
3:14D**g smoke to my neck just like a turkey
3:17Dough dirty make your brother do a curtsy
3:19No mercy Van Buren cop Hershey
3:22Square Tyson and I'm in the mountains eating rare bison
3:25Clam chowder you ain't f**king with this man power
3:28Straight from Queens where we're known to make your plans sour
3:36On and on push it through we won
3:48Never stop till the day we there
3:54On and on push it through we won
3:59Never stop till the day we there
Albanian style:rock leathers in the sand
I'll shoot my cousin for nothing:dominant man
Go visit fam with no problems on some normal s**t
Straight from Skopje Macedonia the floral lit
Liquorish liquor one cube will touch of water
Watch it mix turn white like the Duchess' daughter
I'm in the corner puffing Ganja with the musky odor
Destination back of your throat cup of soda
Uh
This is Bam Bam Bigelow Queens to Asbury Park connect:Figaro
My uniform sweats and Gore tex athletic horses on my chest and on my short sets
The Leslie Nielsen of the w**d and the words
This is Action Bronsolinni 33 and the 3rd kid
Naked gun the serial is scratched off
Armed like Rocket in his prime blast off
On and on push it through we won
Never stop till the day we there
On and on push it through we won
Never stop till the day we there
Push your seat back
The Rickey Henderson of rap
Jets hat underneath a little blubber lie the 6 pack
Summer time I cop the musket with the kick back
Then sit back stand up eyes low hit that
This happens continuously throughout the night
Now my eyes are like diamonds that's looking blue ish in the light
Like a prism shooting out hope honor and optimism
Never stop it till we're coastal on the aqua mission
Reach my hand in the water and grab a tuna
Silhouette you see reflection of light right off the Mezzaluna
That's a half moon wavy like my man's fade
The European carry all
Color:tansuede
Handmade hand blades carve up your features I'm a creature
Section 39 I'm in the bleachers
Fiends get washed up like turtles on the beaches
It's mating season make the verbal for your speakers
On and on push it through we won
Never stop till the day we there
On and on push it through we won
Never stop till the day we there
I'll prosciutto
Legend Phil Rizzuto
M*******a like the p***y I keep it crudo
That's raw now I declare war
You in the women's league
I show you how a man score
Look at my beard and my body like a grizzly
I'm shoulder pressing 3 plates
Obama EBT I'm a G Supermarket sweepstakes
Still drinking vintage out the bottle with the cheese plate
The Derek Harper with the low cesar flow fever
More than likely digging in your ho's beaver
D**g smoke to my neck just like a turkey
Dough dirty make your brother do a curtsy
No mercy Van Buren cop Hershey
Square Tyson and I'm in the mountains eating rare bison
Clam chowder you ain't f**king with this man power
Straight from Queens where we're known to make your plans sour
On and on push it through we won
Never stop till the day we there
On and on push it through we won
Never stop till the day we there

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