Lyrics Sergio - Action Bronson
Haven't
rapped
with
you
in
a
long
time
Body
Big
Baby,
Big
Slimmy
Big
Jimmy,
Bronco
Balaklava,
Baklavala
Holla-holla
Ay-ay,
ay-ay,
ay-ay
Yeah-yeah-yeah
You
already
know
what
Sergio
Swing-swing
(Yeah,
Sergio)
(Hahahaha)
Yeah,
uh
(Hahahaha)
My
phone
blowin'
up
'cause
I
been
missin'
for
days
(Ain't
nobody
callin'
you,
man)
I'm
just
floatin'
through
these
waves,
my
torso
covered
in
suede
(Uh)
Six
back-to-back
Cadillacs
lookin'
like
astronauts
(Uh)
Don't
wind
me
up
I'll
have
Shaq
pop
out
the
jack-in-the-box
(Uh,
pop
out)
With
three
ratchets
in
his
jean
jacket,
bitch
(Uh-uh)
Don't
even
try
to
tell
me
how
off
the
meat
rack
I'm
is
(Uh-uh)
You
know
the
vibes,
I'm
slow
motion
like
I'm
sniffin'
Actavis
(Yeah)
'Til
I
explode
off
the
turnbuckle
and
cripple
half
your
shit
(Ah)
You
know
Bam-Bam
savage
as
fuck
(Uh)
Ride
with
two
pumps
(Uh),
like
Michael
Chang
shoes
(Uh)
'Til
I
see
angels
(Ah),
I
see
the
world
from
all
angles
And
from
a
thin
thread,
my
soul
dangles
Just
like
a
mango
(Ooh),
alpha
bravo
(Uh)
Lookin'
like
your
boy
just
won
the
lotto
But
then
drowned
every
dollar
in
a
bottle
(Every
single
one
of
them)
And
put
a
bunch
of
junk
(Uh),
in
his
arm
and
his
nose
(Uh)
And
between
his
toes
(His
toes)
'Cause
feelin'
good's
the
only
thing
he
knows
(Ah,
the
pain)
Shit
(Yeah
man,
you
know
we
feel
that)
Uh,
'cause
feeling
good's
the
only
thing
I
know
(Bitch,
I
feel
you,
I
feel
you,
I
feel
you)
Feelin'
good's
the
only
thing
I
know
(I
feel
good,
I
feel
good,
feel
good)
Feelin'
good's
the
only
thing
I
know
(I
feel
good,
I
feel
good,
feel
good)
Feelin'
good's
the
only
thing
I
know
(Yeah)
Give
thanks
for
all
these
graces
That's
been
placed
upon
me
(Give
thanks)
Do
I
deserve
it
or
not?
Now
that's
a
different
topic
(Hell
yeah,
you
do)
I
think
I
do
though
(Uh-uh)
All
these
times
I
seen
the
planet
Pluto
(Uh-uh)
And
when
I
get
back
I
got
no
jet
lag
(You
know
it),
I'm
wired
different
(True)
The
slightest
thought
of
me
inspires
vision
(It's
true)
And
puts
a
smile
on
the
face
of
a
man
That
knows
he
'bout
to
die
in
prison
(Uh)
I'm
high
and
twisted
(Uh),
some
would
say
divine
and
mystic
(Uh)
'Cause
I
can
eat
a
bag
of
mushrooms
And
still
drive
the
stick
shift
(Ooh)
Like
Hélio
Castroneves
(Uh)
Seein'
psychedelic
colors,
I'm
a
dead
head
Man,
why
the
rose
on
fire
in
my
palm?
Like
a
saint
for
a
made
guy
(Ooh)
Blood
drops
fallin'
from
my
eyes,
right
on
the
gray
five
I
made
lives
so
now
it's
time
for
me
to
lay
a
vibe
You
feel
me?
Uh,
I
made
lives
so
now
it's
time
for
me
to
Lay
a
vibe,
lay
a
vibe
(I
feel
good,
I
feel
good)
Lay
a
vibe,
uh,
lay
a
vibe,
uh
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