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Alligator Lyrics - Saaab Stories - Action Bronson

Baby my ride so clean, I ride so dirty 

I'm about to buy an alligator for my birthday 

My girl asking me, "Where you been?", don't worry 

She said, "Baby I crashed the Benz," don't worry. 

I ride so clean, my ride so dirty 

I'm about to buy a fucking Lion for my birthday 

My girl asking me, "where you been?" don't worry 

She said, "baby I crashed the Benz don't worry." 

 

Dropkicks out the drop-top 6 

Don't make your fucking kid become a hostage, I got this 

Stay in the water like the lochness 

Shirtless rocking a locket 

Drugs in my pocket 

It's all for a profit 

Aim it and pop it, drive in a range in my boxers 

Lay in the tropics, my girl pussy red like a lobster 

Orgies at Hofstra 

My bank account is like a polish doctor 

My heart is cold, I sing a soldiers opera 

My drug's as strong as Arnold 

They found her dead in the gold Impala 

Hanging backwards out the chopper 

The room smell like nag chopper 

Most my crew a bunch of art robbers 

 

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Yeah, I rhyme sick like i play with shit 

I've driven every flavored whip there is to get 

Feel like i dip that cigarette in wet stuff 

I should be on that Sped Ed bus, layin' on the bed with a red head slut 

These mother fuckers praying that I don't make it 

I'm on the balcony stoned and naked playing sega 

Prince of Albania 

No money, nothing to say to ya 

I push the limo to the stadium 

Game 7, Knicks- Heat 

Me and Spike had to switch seats 

Cause he kept spilling henny all on my bitch feet 

Expensive bracelets where my forearms and my fists meet 

Down in Mexico eating chick meat 

 

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No emotions, lotions on the bed sheets. 

I saw her walking cause I'm stalking on the dead streets 

Trying to purchase where the shoulders and a head meet 

She had a tight pink dress, her pussy was a weapon 

Said she was a daughter of a Reverend 

Well thank god I don't believe in heaven 

Butt cheeks sculpted like a horses hind 

Shit man, I think that I just crossed the line 

Annual abortion time 

Yeah, she got the tat straight from West 4th 

Hereditary cancer almost took her breast off 

And over 6 months she said she had a chest cough 

Well I'm not a doctor, but I know that's not a good sign 

Matter of time 'til she placed and laced in a wood pine 

For years she was the hood slime 

Now no longer having a good time 

Under earth, she burst into a sudden birth 

Oh shit, the facial of my cousin Murph 

Strange occurrences, alignment with the sun and earth, yeah 

As baby turtles break the sand just to figure out the meaning 

Instinctively they heading towards the water cause they need it 

Forever cycles stay the same, they feel it like a fiends wrist 

Mustard straight from Russia that they brought in on a steam ship 

My mustache like a Colonel 

Take a haters facial and I treat it like a urinal 

A bit disturbed, confessions in a journal 

I'm sickened by my thoughts so it's tossed in the inferno. 

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