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Action Bronson

My Right Lung

I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time

I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time

Seasons change weekly

Life in the big leagues

I can tell its summer by the fig trees

Wiggle German Jeeps with kiss on 'em

Drop her top she got a nice set of tits on her

Hardcore, got me feeling like a fish outta water

Cruising U.S.A. I use six quarters

I got next

Uh, ah man, ah man, uh

I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a fucking ball just one time

I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time

I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a ba- yo fuck that shit man

Fuck a critic

I had my little Spanish homie hit you

With the civic

Send the motherfucker spinning

I ain't like my chain so I threw it on a midget

I don't like the terms of the deal

Do better on the digits

My Columbian princess'll come and hit you with the scissors

In the neck 'til it look like Twizzlers

Night night

Take me home