paroles de chanson Let It Rain - Action Bronson
Uh,
uh,
uh,
uh
Yeah,
now
I'm
ready,
uh
Your
pockets'
slim
pickings
Lay
'em
out
like
grilled
chicken
It's
been
an
hour
but
that
blunt
still
hittin'
like
a
champion
Eatin'
scampi
with
Batali,
50
feet
from
the
Pantheon
And
that's
my
life,
60k
for
the
glass
pipe
I'll
break
it
on
your
head
if
you
don't
act
right
There'll
be
bagpipes
playin'
like
a
cop
died
While
I
wiggle
850s
wearing
foxhide
I
pray
to
Jobu
that
we
all
get
money
and
live
life
sunny
with
a
gold
pool
But
the
fact
is,
I
stand
alone
like
cactus
Hide
money
under
tempurpedic
mattresses,
shit
You
don't
know
the
half
of
this
(you
bitch)
nah
(you
bitch)
I
serve
the
Jersey
Shore
Line
with
furs
on
(Uh)
It's
my
world,
get
my
swerve
on
(Oh)
Install
the
turbo
on
the
Cherokee
for
certain
It's
like
my
life
directed
by
Tim
Burton
And
daddy
twisted
off
the
henara
And
I'm
always
on
the
center
stage
Reminisce
on
better
days
in
a
hammock,
reading
Hemingway
Trying
to
get
a
better
brain,
then
it
rained
Let
it
rain
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
must've
been
a
junkie
in
my
past
life,
man
I
must've
been
a
junkie
in
my
past
life
Standin'
in
front
of
McDonald's,
throwin'
bottles
Ninety
degrees,
Timbs
on
Ma,
your
kid's
gone
A
lot
of
graves
to
be
pissed
on
Land
of
the
free
I
think
wrong
(I
think
wrong)
You
know
I
got
the
drug
so
potent
Johnny
took
a
hit
He
died,
came
back,
said,
"That's
that
shit"
(Goddamn!)
Two-twenty
in
Toyota
Supras
(Uh)
The
shit
sound
like
I'm
shootin'
off
bazookas
(Uh)
Flushing,
Queens,
no
scare
business
here
Assemble
weapons
with
no
hand
twitches
here
(Uh-uh)
Plus
the
strength
of
twelve
oxen
Hold
it
down,
though,
there's
no
option
Let
it
rain
(Uh)
I
must've
been
a
junkie
in
my
past
life,
you
know
I
must've
been
a
fiend
in
my
past
life,
fuck
I
must've
been
a
junkie
in
my
past
life
Uh,
these
dudes
trash
like
Michael
Jordan
jeans
Hahaha,
that's
it.
I'm
done
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