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Artiste : Action Bronson
Titre : Prince Charming
I finally found love and it´s fucking beautiful
I no longer bite my nails down to the cuticles (No more)
My sex stories ain´t suitable for listeners
Cause prisoners to wack off, aw man (Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill)

Enough of that soft shit, me by myself is like the four horsemen
You´re just a poor sportsman, your sports car could be your coffin
The thought of revenge release endorphins
That make me feel just like I´m swimming with some dolphins (God damn)
Ring, ring for this I gotta call ´em baby, shit, I might retire
Spend the rest of my days down in New Orleans maybe
Money changed me for the better
So I brought it back and got the all black Jetta
With the header and the leather bra
Thinking back like "Shit, dog, you really set the bar"
High as fuck ´bout to twist another
Too many people gone, damn, we miss our brothers

What the fuck is going on? A strange sense, ah
Something´s going wrong, I can feel it in my fingers, man, shit
A strong scent lingers
Something´s going wrong, I can feel it in my fingers
Like arthritis when it´s raining, uh

Let it rain on me
Let it rain
Uh, it´s me
On me

It only took me nine times to make a debut, tenth time´s a charm, shit (True)
Now man´s on road, that means I´m hard
Charge whatever on the Visa card, half moon Caesar parts

A lot of motherfuckers blind, they couldn´t see the art
War stories, throw ´em through a stack of tables
Wrap my body in a stack of Bibles ‘cause shit could get dangerous
Bam Bam splash off the turn buckle (Splash)
Now you no longer have to use your nerves or muscles
We´ll see who loves me if I need a liver, shit
You feel defenseless in the presence of a stripper (Shit)
You cannot be trusted with the access to the money
I crash more Benzes than when they practice with the dummies
I make these bastards look funny, Bugs Bunny, pussy
I make these bastards look funny, Bugs Bunny (Bugs Bunny)

Uh, yeah, these motherfuckers must be crazy, ‘cause I ain´t going nowhere
Until I´m called up to the stars, then I´ll go there
Until then, I´m back here to live another life
But for now I´m asking ladies like "What´s up tonight?"
Baby, what´s up tonight?
Yeah, what´s up tonight?

I got the True Religion jean suit
G-Unit sneaker shit
Ah