Action Bronson, Metabeats - Hookers (VIP Mix) lyrics

Take a taste of the good
The bass line run through your body
Strollin' through the party
Twisted off the Marley
Bam-Bam Bronsolini, gnarly
Cute, motoring with a posee like I'm Charley
Young Jay Steele, swigin' liquor like a dog
Lauren'll hold it down 'til we
Sittin' in the morgue
Drugs are by the crotch and
The blicker by the floor rockin' any stage
From Bar Mitzvahs to the tour
27 years of my life I've lived in Queens
I did drugs seven times before I was a teen
Pullin' schemes, dressed in suit's
Hit the Kmart
Nowadays I'm nautical, dippin' off the radar
But at the end of the day, I'm at the podium
Hall Of Fame speeches, keep shittin'
No emolium for added flavor
Cut the ketamine with sodium
Asian-featured bitches sweep the
Pussy like custodians

Hookers suckin' dick, hookers shootin' dope
Hookers playin' pool, hookers playin' ball
Hookers shootin' dice
Hookers skippin' hop-scotch
Send a hooker over, nibble on a cop's crotch

I'm writin' rhymes on the contract
Bitches catchin' contact cause they
Don't touch the blunt
I'm smokin' to the neck with this one
Sniffin' truffles, piff in duffles
Chicken cutlets
Livin' rich before I kick the bucket
Mason jar filled with Ooh Wee, yours truly
Fuck around, get the cooties
- fingers crossed, no luck
Cold duck, soba noodles, chocolate struddle
Your bark is loud
But you're soft as doo doo from a poodle
Zucccini flowers fried up with a light batter
Taste the essence
Nowadays it's even less that you're
Graced with my presence
Blow grape to the heavens
Jordans are childish, only Bimmers and Sevens
Dog, I'm a demon - peace to
All my bitches out in Lehman
College givin' knowledge on the boat
A bunch of semen
95th stay crisp on some grimy shit
Fuck around and I'mma shoot you
In your tiny dick