Cliff Notes
Action Bronson"Cliff Notes" é uma música de Action Bronson, 2015, Pop. A música tem 3:01 de duração, 88 lines / 517 words.
Letra
0:00Get get get it
0:02Get get get it
0:04Bronson Statik Selektah
0:05Get get get it
0:07Get get get it
0:08It's all the same
0:11P***y rap dental d**n beaver trap
0:14That thrill is gone I'm here to bring the fever back
0:16To the streets pumping up the big whips
0:19Torpedo rum the same ships
0:22Two tongue grip brother moves on s**t
0:24Better move on chick or else is all trick
0:28Even in my zone
0:29I spin the s**t to make you mother f**ker down sweat
0:32Queen's red no pack but a cheese
0:34Fat a*s f**king p***y until she's dead
0:37Sway foot looking like an Indian
0:39Cool straight form the Caribbean
0:42Long jackets made from an amphibian
0:45Money slid with my comedian
0:47Break it down vision on the Dallas
0:49Deeping in your parlors chilling with scholars
0:52Get it
0:53I am not illiterate
0:54Not not
0:55Not even a little bit
0:56Straight up I make the music just for you
0:58Nothing nothing like an idiot
1:01Get it
1:03I am not illiterate
1:04Not not
1:05Not even a little bit
1:06Straight up I make the music just for you
1:09Nothing nothing like an idiot
1:12Call me John Bon popping out the Volvo
1:15Retched on the leg dipping for the po po
1:18Sissy you found a label as a loco
1:20I'm sorry but I never used to
1:22With the coco
1:23Urban hippie muffle with the green thumbs
1:25Seven grans a purple 'till my neck will leave my feet on them
1:28Super b***h Portuguese sweet
1:30Suck a d**k like an elephant
1:32Three tones
1:33My p***y whistle like my father the window
1:36I'm lighting up the indoor
1:38And when I go inside I think I might just play Nintendo
1:40Call a Shwaty from my high and play with my
1:43Ah just let me catch my little breath as she won't accept the kick
1:46Cause your destiny is for
1:48Me you see I spin like epileptic s**t
1:51You fear me or you respect the kid
1:54Get it
1:54I am not illiterate
1:55Not not
1:56Not even a little bit
1:57Straight up I make the music just for you
2:00Nothing nothing like an idiot
2:03Get it
2:05I am not illiterate
2:06Not not
2:06Not even a little bit
2:07Straight up I make the music just for you
2:10Nothing nothing like an idiot
2:13Mind like Watson flowing in the new
2:17Van Dame Alligator
2:19Spin kick to the d**k
2:21Right up in the tea room
2:23You don't want to rerun
2:27Hard times d**g out the balloon
2:29Beauty like a butterfly flying cocoon
2:31Urban love and central village right by the lagoon
2:34That's my grandfather add a little cream
2:37Make the
2:38Harder
2:38Now you Shawty hold me tighter than the dance partner
2:41Put a viper around my pants
2:42So when the honey hit the tune I'll let her dance on it
2:45Like a gypsy hookers in
2:48Everybody is smoking fifties
2:50Nine ninety eighty two that's my shoot
2:52Reflect like high sun shining in the hot noon
2:55Get it
2:56I am not illiterate
2:57Not not
2:57Not even a little bit
2:58Straight up I make the music just for you
3:01Nothing nothing like an idiot
Get get get it Get get get it Bronson Statik Selektah Get get get it Get get get it It's all the same P***y rap dental d**n beaver trap That thrill is gone I'm here to bring the fever back To the streets pumping up the big whips Torpedo rum the same ships Two tongue grip brother moves on s**t Better move on chick or else is all trick Even in my zone I spin the s**t to make you mother f**ker down sweat Queen's red no pack but a cheese Fat a*s f**king p***y until she's dead Sway foot looking like an Indian Cool straight form the Caribbean Long jackets made from an amphibian Money slid with my comedian Break it down vision on the Dallas Deeping in your parlors chilling with scholars Get it I am not illiterate Not not Not even a little bit Straight up I make the music just for you Nothing nothing like an idiot Get it I am not illiterate Not not Not even a little bit Straight up I make the music just for you Nothing nothing like an idiot Call me John Bon popping out the Volvo Retched on the leg dipping for the po po Sissy you found a label as a loco I'm sorry but I never used to With the coco Urban hippie muffle with the green thumbs Seven grans a purple 'till my neck will leave my feet on them Super b***h Portuguese sweet Suck a d**k like an elephant Three tones My p***y whistle like my father the window I'm lighting up the indoor And when I go inside I think I might just play Nintendo Call a Shwaty from my high and play with my Ah just let me catch my little breath as she won't accept the kick Cause your destiny is for Me you see I spin like epileptic s**t You fear me or you respect the kid Get it I am not illiterate Not not Not even a little bit Straight up I make the music just for you Nothing nothing like an idiot Get it I am not illiterate Not not Not even a little bit Straight up I make the music just for you Nothing nothing like an idiot Mind like Watson flowing in the new Van Dame Alligator Spin kick to the d**k Right up in the tea room You don't want to rerun Hard times d**g out the balloon Beauty like a butterfly flying cocoon Urban love and central village right by the lagoon That's my grandfather add a little cream Make the Harder Now you Shawty hold me tighter than the dance partner Put a viper around my pants So when the honey hit the tune I'll let her dance on it Like a gypsy hookers in Everybody is smoking fifties Nine ninety eighty two that's my shoot Reflect like high sun shining in the hot noon Get it I am not illiterate Not not Not even a little bit Straight up I make the music just for you Nothing nothing like an idiot
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