Within the first few minutes of his debut, 2011's Dr. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS)."Heavyweight primate with a Harvard mind/Blunts filled with the citrus mixed with orange lime." And with that, the world was introduced to Action Bronson: the Queens-bred rapper, son of an American Jewish mother and an Albanian Muslim father, and man of infinite appetites who slipped on a wet floor while working as a cook, broke his leg, and decided to focus on writing rhymes instead. Baby Blue7.City Boy Blues8.Easy Love11.Only in Passage14.The Rising15.THUG LOVE STORY 2017 THE MUSICAL - interludeAction Bronson Lyrics provided by City Boy Blues2.Actin Craz圓.Actin' Crazy4.B. I hope you ruined this shit for a reason, I hope you happy, igh I hope your tears don't hurt, and I can smile in your faceĬut my losses, how Delilah changed my locks to fade I hope the zipper on your jacket get stuckĪnd your headphones short, and your charger don't work I hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen I hope you win the lottery and lose your ticket
I hope there's always snow in your drivewayĪnd you work at Friday's that's always busy on Fridays I hope your titties all saggy in your early 20's I hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun I hope every soda you drink already shaken up I hope you get a paper cut on your tongue Still I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous I'm not exactly flawless, but I'm gorgeous just like a horse is I gotta go you'll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with king I'm getting topped off in the front row of the opera You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is nextĪnd I understand that's only cause I'm popular The specialty is white snake and underwear sauce Go on a date, I'm at the crib with the chef and uh, that's me Others would hate, but I don't give em no breath Some would say that I'm the symbol for sex and uh Who would've thought I hit you right back?Īnd you wonder why the fuck that I ain't call you lately Wait 'till the chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easy There were times I used to hide my feelings Understandable, I'm shining brilliant with 5 Brazilians Which only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing Girl, we grown, stop playing on my phone, babyĪll your childish attempts to make me angry fall short I paid for that crib and never stepped foot inĪnd now somebody else is eating all the pudding I paid for the bed and never even slept in it Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you?
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