ronnie coleman
Singer:action bronson
sitting by the window in my home
often thinking why the fuck is it i'm not in rome
if i had a little motivation
i see it now brons in the heart-throbby
binging on the late night
no more sneaking juice in the syringe to get the game tight
no more packing hot dogs on my neck right by the fade right
40 pounds to go and then you hookers getting laid right
i'm eating salad but i'm leaving off the croutons
cause ever since. huskier than yukon
mommy clipping out the coupons
passing out from over-eating
there's no controlling me
steak and chocolate got they muthafuckin hold on me
ain't trying to be laid in a box
bronsolino running 5 miles for the glory
yo you want that. by the crotch right?
let me get some jumping jacks
yeah you want that steak dinner don't you?
your gunna work that sandwich off now
i'm getting twisted eating chicken with a prostitute
an hour later eat the burger with my drug dealer
then add the butter to the fudge to make the fudge realer
every five minutes look in the fridges as if magic happened
and fix the plastic wrapping
i don't want know one to know that i took it
cause i'm a no good. ay yo fry the mayonnaise man
life is a shmorgishborg to me and i'm a over do it
i wanna wear italian clothing but it just don't cut it
not the type that show the package with the crystal studded
the shit they model in milan that's looking crispy custom
miss the belgium bitches dismiss em
for now i'll take what i can get till this shit switches
whatever fuck you stupid bitch
yo here's to the drugs of heaven
extended lunch time i eat enough for three kids
then fall off because i'm weak kid
since i was young i'm eatin' candy on the sneak tip
my day is based upon fine drugs
though at my height and weight i'm probably still the best at ball
i have no shame to show the chest at all
i bet i have your lady humming on my testacles
summer time in the winter