Action Bronson

Action Bronson - Easy Rider lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Praise the Lord, I was born to drive boat

Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel

I'm leaned back with a Les Paul

Shit I smoke is like cholesterol

Spilled dressin’ on the vest at the festival, the best of all

Had a midget Puerto Rican at my beckon call

Best believe that there was neck involved

Fucked around and almost wrecked the Saab

We took acid for ten days straight up to Maui

Started runnin' with the stallions

Playin' frisbee in the West Indies, did the tango with my kidneys

Eyes open, now I know just who my kids kneel

Rocking very loose pants, yeah

Rocking very loose pants, yeah

Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower

Befo I die, take a hot shower

(Hook)

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

(Verse 2)

By chance I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz

With a man, the one that swings a hockey stick

I was wearing all white, and my hair was looking precious

Shit, I might cop a chest and a dresser

A little machine to make espresso

I heard ya bitch still wears Ecko

Packed trucks behind the blocks at DeCicco

Live from the expo, 's me

I wear the wolf in the winter

Steer the coupe from the center

Who gives a fuck, I'm a sinner

I had dreams of fuckin' ? in my Duncans

Woke up naked at the Hilton with a bitch that look like Seal's cousin

Bite the eel by the dozen

(Got to take it for the team)

Bite the eel by the dozen

(Verse 3)

Pump the bass in the trunk, shit rattled like a baby hand

Except this toy cost eighty grand

And I'm crazy tan, from all the places that I've been

Just from writin' words with a pen

Tell the pilot 'land the plane' on Roosevelt and Main

Put a jacuzzi on the seven train

And lay John Coltrane play with that cocaine face

I know ya crabs from that Old Bay taste

The brass band was seven pieces, my bitch's name is Peaches

We got twin Mac elevens with the features

Shit you barely got sneaker money

So much dick in their mouths, that's why these muthafuckas speakin' funny

You need to speak clearer dear, cause I can't hear ya

(I can't hear ya)

You need to speak clearer dear, cause I can't hear ya

The Magic Johnson of the game

These lames don't want to play with me

Smile on ya face, but I really know you hatin' me

I know you mad, cause I'm sick, and it's plain to see, it's me

(Hook)

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

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