Tan Leather Lyrics - Blue Chips - Action Bronson

Fuck the light at the end of the tunnel 

'Cuz I'm living for today, tryin' not to drown in a bottle 

Death all around me, drugs seem to numb me 

Mental's gettin' sicker, the Devil's gettin' comfy 

Acupuncture with the smoke like I'm Mason Storm 

Legs crossed like a Buddhist, smokin' buddha 

Angry tuna, chillin', gettin' brain from Uma 

Used to lose, now everybody kangaroos 

Hop off the schnitzel, see me on casina (?) 

Smoke the marijueena, always been the same guy 

Whether ballin' on a yacht, or haulin' from the cops 

I'm flooring on the Fox, 'til I'm swelled up in a box 

All you gotta do is see me when you see me 

I'm burnin' bitches from the TV like a CD 

I'm trynna live the life in 3D 

So you could nibble on my pee-pee 

We out in Fiji 

From having money on my mind to having money in my pocket 

Bone marrow roasted 

Spread it on the rosemary bread, lightly toasted 

Drizzle with the vinagrette 

Stuffed dutches and it's pulling like a cigarette 

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Until I'm tan skinned, bitches sayin' that I'm handsome 

'Bout to be up on the screen like Ted Danson 

Suede loincloth, never fall off 

Mr. Wonderful, Paul Orndorff 

Leather jacket, knee length 

Peace to people gettin' money in the 80's from the freebase 

First time, you get a free taste 

That's the start of a career chase, I'm eatin' cheese plate 

Skirt steak shaved straight up off the diaphragm 

Muay Thai title fights out in Thailand 

I spit the fly shit, accompanied by fly ban (?) 

Use the flows that have me diving up in thighs tan 

Purple rain, no Prince, summer solstice 

Dope body, but her pussy's like an old fish 

The antipasti is a cold dish 

Yo, I'm focused, catch me out in London speakin' Polish 

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