Fat Joe, Action Bronson - Your Honor lyrics
Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
Action Bronson [Ariyan Arslani] Queens, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Fat Joe, Action Bronson - Your Honor lyrics]
Rihanna, Rihanna, hey ho, hey
Madonna, Madonna, hey ho, hey
He is a good family man, Your Honor
(Your Honor, Your Honor)
He does give to numerous charities
(Charities, charities)
He did pay back all the money, Your Honor
(Your Honor, Your Honor)
But do it for America
For the love of drug dealin'
Bricks to the ceilin'
Tit's on display, relatives on payroll
Put my moms in a mansion
Mink draggin' off the yay
Got lifers ready to kill when I say so
CO's slide me cellphones
Speak Italian with my capo, Jesus medallions
Extravagant
Sittin' in the Porsche like I’m Tony M
Niggas tryna X me out
Shoot me off the podium
From lux tees to Rugby's, my crime syndicate
I grind in the mix
You niggas rhymed into this
Pump cracks out the wall, back at us all
In Lil' Wayne’s crib writin'
Crack on the wall (Crack)
Barcelona 9’s, but these squeeze all
23 shots off a hardened man jaws
For my Chi Town niggas, Joey need a statue
'Cause Joey played the goalie when them
Things is kickin' at you
Shoot like paparazzi, I go Kanye crazy
Then beat a nigga blue like Beyoncé baby
Uh, lifestyle of the realest
Step on Donatella when I’m
Coming out the villa
This shit separate me from the pack
I’m the reason why the Hip-Hop
Cops came patrollin' the block
They must’ve heard I was cookin' with rock
Respective path made
The 850 roof is black suede
Hair slicked back like Pat
Drivin' glove zipped up
Speedin' tickets gettin' ripped up
Eatin' chicken, gettin' my dick sucked
It's basic ronny Fieg Asics
This fucking beat make me feel
Like I’m in the basement
These fuckin' drugs make me feel
Like I’m in the Matrix
With a long trench and
A motherfuckin' feather earring
You better cherish before I perish
Scuba divin' off the terrace
Utilizin' my athletics
Supersize me on the lettuce
You could keep the beef
'Cause, I know you’re tryna keep your teeth
I like 'em Greek with a petite physique
She make me healthy things to eat
And never feed me meat
So I keep Chanel on the feet, I’m a great man
Me and Joey sit at the table
Then we ate lamb then we shake hands
I’m not a stranger to the court of law
That’s how you got the word
For the numbers you sellin'
Niggas yellin' out the window
"Joe’s at it again!"
Joe's at it-Joe’s at it-Joe’s at it again!
Why did crack have to hit so hard?
Niggas yellin' out the window
"Joe’s at it again!"
Said Jojo crack shit’s all the same
(As far as rap go
It's only natural I explain)
These Feds want me for some Tax Evasion
Bam bam Bronsolino
Action Bernstein, Action Constanza
Yo DJ Premier live from headquarters
10 to 12 Friday nights
Get with the fucking program
Listen to that legend
Bam bam Bronsolino in the building Flushing
Madonna, Madonna, hey ho, hey
He is a good family man, Your Honor
(Your Honor, Your Honor)
He does give to numerous charities
(Charities, charities)
He did pay back all the money, Your Honor
(Your Honor, Your Honor)
But do it for America
For the love of drug dealin'
Bricks to the ceilin'
Tit's on display, relatives on payroll
Put my moms in a mansion
Mink draggin' off the yay
Got lifers ready to kill when I say so
CO's slide me cellphones
Speak Italian with my capo, Jesus medallions
Extravagant
Sittin' in the Porsche like I’m Tony M
Niggas tryna X me out
Shoot me off the podium
From lux tees to Rugby's, my crime syndicate
I grind in the mix
You niggas rhymed into this
Pump cracks out the wall, back at us all
In Lil' Wayne’s crib writin'
Crack on the wall (Crack)
Barcelona 9’s, but these squeeze all
23 shots off a hardened man jaws
For my Chi Town niggas, Joey need a statue
'Cause Joey played the goalie when them
Things is kickin' at you
Shoot like paparazzi, I go Kanye crazy
Then beat a nigga blue like Beyoncé baby
Uh, lifestyle of the realest
Step on Donatella when I’m
Coming out the villa
This shit separate me from the pack
I’m the reason why the Hip-Hop
Cops came patrollin' the block
They must’ve heard I was cookin' with rock
Respective path made
The 850 roof is black suede
Hair slicked back like Pat
Drivin' glove zipped up
Speedin' tickets gettin' ripped up
Eatin' chicken, gettin' my dick sucked
It's basic ronny Fieg Asics
This fucking beat make me feel
Like I’m in the basement
These fuckin' drugs make me feel
Like I’m in the Matrix
With a long trench and
A motherfuckin' feather earring
You better cherish before I perish
Scuba divin' off the terrace
Utilizin' my athletics
Supersize me on the lettuce
You could keep the beef
'Cause, I know you’re tryna keep your teeth
I like 'em Greek with a petite physique
She make me healthy things to eat
And never feed me meat
So I keep Chanel on the feet, I’m a great man
Me and Joey sit at the table
Then we ate lamb then we shake hands
I’m not a stranger to the court of law
That’s how you got the word
For the numbers you sellin'
Niggas yellin' out the window
"Joe’s at it again!"
Joe's at it-Joe’s at it-Joe’s at it again!
Why did crack have to hit so hard?
Niggas yellin' out the window
"Joe’s at it again!"
Said Jojo crack shit’s all the same
(As far as rap go
It's only natural I explain)
These Feds want me for some Tax Evasion
Bam bam Bronsolino
Action Bernstein, Action Constanza
Yo DJ Premier live from headquarters
10 to 12 Friday nights
Get with the fucking program
Listen to that legend
Bam bam Bronsolino in the building Flushing