Action Bronson - Ninety One lyrics

They say Bronson disappeared like the
AIDS from Magic Johnson's dick
Truth be told, I been rehearsing for a role
But daddy back
The Cadillac could fit like eighty Shaqs
Eleven baby MACs, five scud missiles
Let the cocodrillo tongue kiss you (Mwah)
You meet that afterlife with one whistle
You and whoever run with you
Someone'll have to come and get
You but they can't
Cause you'll turn to ketchup
While I'm chilling, eating speca
(Peppers) pickled in vinegar
Your bitch look like Forest Whitakеr
In the movie wherе he played the general
Every ocean is my fucking swimming pool
If this wave's breaking on the shore
I'm swinging through
Land Rover 110 beluga blue
Never been polluted with the flu (Nope)
Press the pedal of the Porsche with no shoe
Diamond-studded horse shoe
Your pussy sweeter than corn soup
Every day I wake up to the
Tender sound of war flute
Catch me on tour, boo

I got love avatar!

Ninth inning they call me wild thing
(Wild thing) gotta understand, baby
The boy Bronson on some X-File ting
They showed my face on the
Screen at the garden
Everybody scream - that shit's retarded
I'm just an artist
Now the speedboat like 37 feet long
Everybody got loafers on
My shorty saying that I should sleep more
(No) tell that chick to take a detour
I need to hit the streets more
I need to see more
Jump in and out of orange Z4s
That's zero G-force, motherfucker
Your money smaller than a seahorse (Small)
You never even had a conversation
With the street boss ah shit, fuck happen?