- Miss Fordham Road (86' 87' 88') 歌詞 Action Bronson
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- Action Bronson Miss Fordham Road (86' 87' 88') 歌詞
- Action Bronson
- Beauty Dior,
Cherokee,
PinkyRoxy
Reynolds bouncingon the steps, slinky
Give her something white and filled with cream -- twinkie
Leave her blinded semen in her eyes -- blinky
Cant even believe
I used that flow
Im outta
QueensOff the hooker strip boulevard of dreams
Runways are getting trains stealing credit cards and schemes
She was laying on the floor with honey mustard on her sleeves
I said get up then she got up, get up in this whip bitch
We bout to smoke this pot up plus
I got some white
You could be the first to taste the product, just a little dirty
Had the body of a model, sent a message in a bottle
Tell my man set the bed up, he built a wooden room quick
Went to the tool shed, got on his hammer, nail, and screw shit
Now we livin lavish eaten salmon on a cruise ship
Laying in a hammock getting hammered with a jew bitch
We want no drama, come here mama
Dale y mamba (yo come here baby girl)
Please dont get so wild, keep the chrome cal
Te deja (?) now (dont get bodied homie)
Eso te mata, cool it papa
Echate pa tras (move back gimme space)
Im up in my zone, hoes pass tha ron
Esto ta cabron (shit crazy)
Yo just roll my dutches, prep my outfit for the party
Spray my body with aromas, got the ladies actin naughty
Fine fabric delegates my people far from celibate
Hardly delicate highly skilled with much intelligence
Walk in the place jacket hangin past the calves
Play the shorts in every season corner schemes get turnedto math on some5 in the mornin shit, (?) then on
Im that B
ITCHOcean high yeah
Im on that shit muthafucka (?) when
Im on that shitclicquottime to raise our glass up
Right out the bottle, with a model, with amazing asses
Wipe off the ashes, 16 flavors (?) butter
Rose out the gutter, we stand around lenses shutter
Ladies grindin all up on my dickie
Cause we gorgeous we forage the forest
Im destined for greatness we ballin regardless
Im heartless so baby tell me what you wanna do(I wanna suck it til my mouths filled with cum from you)20 below the bitch seen walkin the strip
With that pink gloss on her lip
And that big cross on her tits
And she frontin like she religious but stay stalkin a dick
Goin right at the head like some steamed crawfish n shit
She know up in the club for years fuck for bagels
Her face is weathered like the rain that fall in
AprilAnd in her pants she got a loaf of bread
You know the yeast she never go to bed
She rather dope or head
I just dont get it cause
Mercedes was a honey
All the ballers wanna fuck her buy her mink and give her money
Her facials disappearin and her nose is always runny
Dentistry is twisted like the grill thats on a monkey
Lower body skinny, upper body husky
Call em linebackers shes a character a junkie
Still, she pop it and the people throw the pennies
Plus Im here to watch her give the team a bunch of hennies cuz
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