Sonnyjim – Barz Simpson Lyrics

Sonnyjim & The Purist – Barz Simpson Lyrics (feat. MF DOOM & Jay Electronica)

Threw on the Moncler left the lodge shot the deer
Smoked the spliff with the Swiss chocolatier
Tap your pocket flossing
Out in Florence with a St Tropez model and a ounce of orange
Tax dodging smoking that Moroccan
In the trap cropping bagga man cotchin
Next week i’m out in France yachting two grand in my back pocket

Copped this on the black market
Gourmet dish I covered all bases
County court cases
I caught a case at the horse races Tom Ford framing
Hoppin of the boat blazing
Blud I dress for the occasion the shrimps Cajun
My chefs Asian I pop a quaalude and feel famous
My side chick sniffs at the situation

Sniff the Ronald Reagan off the invitation freemason
Freebasing free agent out of reach
Spend a week at the presidential suite with a freak playing
Laying in the cut like we djing
I pay attention to the detailing uh
I’m all over my Anna Kournikova
I had to call her over Casanova
Pop the cork on the four poster
Score a goal like Zola and take home the gorgonzola
Gorbachev chop the yola roll the utopia

Black bottle Remy at The Grosvenor
I’m the composer poser arrogant Adrian Broner
Sinatra Sosa
Candy red roadster Louie loafer
I spray a groupie with my super soaker the supernova
Two tickets to Verona highroller
I tell her wake me up when the flights over
All brothers bless up

Even rappers up in daddy’s closet playing dress up
Real spliffy spark a cigar for ya
Speak to only bosses regards to your employer
Tom Sawyer skiddaddle
Fake it till they make it
Three ratchets pressed up to their grill now strip naked
Na na na na
Wait pause no homillz

Loose change for first class flights and phone bills
Dope kills stress will get you faster
Let off in a open ocean toast to the heat blaster
b*ng b*ng you rang
Doom got a new thang
Reunited like Wu Tang
Punks pay for poontang

If you’re into that
They said there is more than one way to skin a cat
Win at rap give em dap
Dead that… yeah you thought it was over dingbat
Where you stash the thing at
Think back
Roots slayed and

Found floating in the river with a kings hat
Most precious things in life you cant bring back
Use your thinking cap that’s what happens when u sing rat
Must add s get crazy in a drought
Slide off like a pimp maybe it’s the gout
She looked it good smelt it like trout
Pregnant with the baby in her mouth
Out and about

I paint a picture like Salvadore
Good God what a matador
Retrieve all the sheets while the wolves was asleep
What a mighty fine day for a metaphor
Like Adele hello from the other side
The flow is paranormal the show is another vibe
Still rock Ballys
Cop my durag from Sallys
The alley cat with nine lives that renovated the alley

Every hole in the wall from Brooklyn to St Charles
From the jugalug in Georgia to the fountains in Taj Mahal
Travel Every square inch with me the rhyme go exponentially
The Roc is a team when i swing they clear the bench for me
Prima donna dr*ped in Loro Piana
Never crunch under pressure like Cuba in Men Of Honour

What do u expect your honour
The title read Daupe
We plant flags on our enemies sands and burn our boats
Coast to coast
It’s the great space coaster
Caya te la boca
Say hello to my empty holster

Metamorph like a butterfly
Pollinate like a bee
I represent for my nation like Muhammed Ali
Quality over quantity is the jewel i bless the haters with
The teachings of Elijah Muhammed to keep my sabre lit
Abracadabra once i flash I’m Audi
My detractors contemplate from the mat like Ronda Rousey