Letra Practice Action Bronson

Practice

(Allen Iverson Snippet)
I'm supposed to be the franchise player, and we're in here talking about practice. I mean, listen, we talkin' about practice. Not a game, not a game, not a game, we talkin' about practice

(Intro)
It's motherfucking me
When I'm up real late, and you know what I'm doing
Bam Bam Bronsolino is tuned into the one and only Peter Rosenberg
Real late on Hot 97, man, get it together

(Verse 1)
Thirty thousand for the DNA swab, don't quit your day job
You batty boys ain't even on my radar
Order breasts of veal at Walt Frazier's
Dog my women come in all flavors, fold paper, lord save us
Complete a drug deal in a rental rented from AVIS
Best believe my mothafuckin symbol is poundin the pavement
Dog, I lay with hoes, I smoke butter the same color as Jalen Rose
Stand on the balcony naked, just screaming, "Fuck it, I made it!"
Every meal I eat steak to make a statement
Patrick Bateman, thirty Mexicans in the basement, let's get it shaking
The whole block's smelling like bacon
My shorty keep it real, take a shit out the car window
Hide money in a Nintendo
Got a degree in dental
Cook like she down in the delta
Rest of the gator for the foot display
River monsters, Dog the Bounty Hunter
Open bally stuntin', this is Southern Cali summer, bitch

I’m so smooth
Got the leather vest, see the shoes
See my shoes bitch
Can’t even see em
You know the layin, see the shoes

(Verse 2)
It be the novelist, bare-handed choke a hippopotamus
I need to go to Drug-Dealing Anonymous
Cheerio, should flip like Rey Misteryo
Be laid up with big money be the scenario
Out the west flew a canary
It’s coo coo, let my man who just came home throw a party where you book fool
Uh, that is not a nice thought
Get locked up in the afternoon, I make it out by night court
Uh, Lord cuz I don’t see that world
I’ve got the lawyer on retainer like a teenage girl
Eatin chicken parmesan and a hoe just hold my feet
Be in my Jeep bangin, yea you know me well
Quadruple black coupes, match full if you act stupid in love
Here motherfuckers look like Cupid, jump in a black Buick
Them niggas sure right, none other issue
So cut, look like a short pipe
And when I play guitar I’m always on acid up
She said I look like David Jesse when she see me floatin in the maxima
It’s me