Mums In The Garage - Step Brothers/Action Bronson (Arian Asllani)
Members of the public are welcome
To come to watch proceedings
Where's the loot
It's me
The cops are coming
Where's the loot
Shut the f**k up I got it
The cops the cops
F**k you you piece of sh*t
No ah
Take it outta here
Shut up p**sy
Bring the car around
I'm coming for you now
Shut the f**k up
I want the yen in the envelope
Cookies from the girl scout
Thin mints wind sprint whips bring them furs out
Chew my food spit it out into a birds mouth
It's only one and I'm already on the 3rd ounce
Baby seats in the passat
Cus I don't wanna make it hot
Cus if they pull over doggie then
I'm sprinting like a fox
Into the forest hide behind the trees lit the orange
I got your honor under the armpit I take the charges
Red roses lay on wood boxes often
Park the tan porsche outside the good doctors office
Turn my head cough
Cus I'm smoking on a dead corpse
Leave you sleeping next to head horse
Spark the rose Mary I saw the p**sy and it's so hairy
Take the leather out the closet like a known fairy
I f**k it but I won't marry
They catch me all over the map getting throat daily
Ah
I mean it didn't weigh what you said it'd weight I
Listen to me I'm not gonna raise my voice
My mom's in the hospital
You know I promised next week
I want it more not a dollar more not a dollar less
Next week I promise it's coming
Listen to me f**k it
Yo straight out the garage
Al bundy with no horse or carriage
Straight out the para-troopers parachuting over paris
Straight out the charismatic charisma
I caught a vision been ridden by a thick one
Divorce and marriage
Beautiful view from out the terrace
While I was out recruiting the crew
Another tail from the careless
Side of pocket caught her staring
Then knocked it out the park
Roger maris I shoot the fair warn
I shoot the sheriff
Not a dollar more and not a dollar less
F**king any day or time of night
Call her up call me jimmie walker dynomite
The city stalker with a violent life silent knife
Uptown escape this ain't harlem this is solemn nights
A little crazy he became a nuisance
Making moves up out the west
And got it off without a blueprint
The money talking sh*t keep it stirring
I'm 20-20 from my past life and live it reoccurring
Alright go press the f**king gas go go go go
What are doing you f**king moron
F**king prick you're in a getaway car you piece sh*t go
Okay okay Jesus I'm going
Light the f**king gas I said go
Mad man I rip up stages
Specialized in removing lips from faces
Type of animal only exist in cages
Boy I traveled over 7 seas to distant places
To retrieve exotic pets
Karate chop the nipple of yo chest
Ring the alarm this is not a test
Kashmir sweaters made for golfing
Looting a coffin high enough to communicate with a dolphin
Moron olympics toss midgets like a discus
Sweatsuit stitched by ralph lifshitz
Spiff lit instantly I cook like bisquick
Pump room rocking I'm a bad brain misfit
Laughing while I'm dipping dash and glock weapons
Big bully foot brass knuckle rap
I'm hot stepping with aggression
The minute that you drifting is direction
Bubble like indigestion on a rhythm section
Stealing the coffin mums in the garage