เนื้อเพลง Get off My P.P. - Action Bronson
เนื้อเพลง Get off My P.P.
Lace up your Timbs, Queens, fresh off the blacktop
Off Broadway recital, fiends on the backlot
Back alley Bronson always cookin' up a mad plot
The sh*t that have us laid in Benzes with a glass top
Hash pot, stickin' out the dash spot
I'll leave a b*tch in a vacant and let his ass rot
174 and autobahn is where the cash drop
Then take the paper, then distribute to the have-nots
I'm on the scene, 26, and I'm a manchild
'Lo machete, hoppin' out the fan's style [?]
Whether fightin' or graffiti, got them hand styles
I'll wipe the floor up with your face like a ShamWow
Hands down, one motherf*cker
260 combined, here to bring the ruckus
The bassline plus the words raise the crime rate
Bronsolini show 'em how to hold a 9 straight
[Hook:]
Yo, get off the next man's P.P
Be original, kid, get off the P.P
Get off the shaft of my d*ck, get off the P.P
Yo, be original, kid, get off the P.P
Yo, the drugs are rolled up, the money fold up
I like my b*tches big-body like an old truck
With their waists sliced inches like the cold cuts
Been at the bottom of the sea, but then I rose up
Feet first, my voice is known to curl a honey's toes
Serve a pound of that, I'll leave 'em with a bloody nose
Smoke the hash, take it, form like a puddy, holmes
Hop in the Caddy, leave your body by a muddy road
A dirty rotten scoundrel like Steve Martin
Drugs so good, Fiend Weekly just three-starred 'em
I'm on the road, blow trees through East Harlem
Just put me in a cage in the basement, I'm retarded
German shift, twist, burn to bliss
I love it when the p*ssy tighter like a tourniquet
Copped the chicken, started cookin' and converted it
Dutch leaf, third of it, roll it up, murder it
[Hook]