Thug Love Story 2012 Lyrics - Blue Chips - Action Bronson

She had the sweetest scent I ever smelt a woman have 

Skin would glisten like reflections off the blueish jag 

She had a Jewish dad and a Jamaican maid 

Started hanging with strippers and dropping the zippers 

And selling the pussy for paper to play 

Crusty feet like she hiking for days and live in the mountains 

At the pub she piss in the fountain shit on the Michigan tower 

She quick to split up an owl 

She loves some dick in her bowels 

Dabble in crystal, polish the pistol powder her sniffles with flour 

Straight flieshman 

In the private part of her pussy pocket 

Randomly pussy farting 

Sold at the hookers auction 

Left as a crooked orphan 

Wrapped in the sports section 

Box score, fake black rubber cock in the top drawer but 

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Make this fucking bitch sit in vinegar 

Apple cider baths 

Sit in the vinegar 

Bronsolino 

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So many unfamiliar faces that have come and gone 

Your a constant fucked you in the school closet 

We were young then experimental periods 

Laid a towel cause I fucked you on your period 

Stole my mothers car crashed it by the burger king 

Young blood but we thought it was eternity 

Raw sex never thought about paternity 

But now this cunt is trying murder me 

Abusing me physically and verbally 

Said my dick was too small 

I went and got the surgery, just to show it off 

This ain't real shit baby I'm just going off 

Clear the mind fuck it so I wrote a song 

Night life I'm destined for the bright lights 

Knife fights at the bar with some white dykes 

She hold me down break a bottle on the bitch head 

25 out the pussy and its mislead 

We always end up in the situation 

She throwing diapers out the window at me 

Called the cops said I beat HER face 

Beat the case, now I shiver at her sweet embrace 

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I rap now 

Bitches Sucking like a vacuum 

On the bed stay bent Like a Smack spoon 

Bubble butt thicker then the double dutch 

In the family tied up and bubble fuck 

Cold tard and I mean it 

I thought we grow to be old farts in Phoenix 

Well now you see me low scarves and a ski knit 

But Ive been here since the beginning like a prefix 

But I'mma to do what I gotta do 

Trying to make this french dough like a Pâte à Choux 

Over your head after sex shorty hold me in bed 

Smoking Ethiopian red 

The son goes a single teardrop fallopians bled 

Nowadays you catch the hooker Sniffing coke in the shed 

It's a damn shame I'm just chilling eating lamb brain 

I keep the weiner on display for the campaign 

I'm just doing what I had to do 

Tryna Drop me in the ground but I'm not going 

To the top till I fall just like Owen 

Heartbreak drowned sorrows in a love state