Action Bronson, RiFF RAFF, Beautiful Lou - Long Pinky lyrics
Action Bronson [Ariyan Arslani] Queens, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Action Bronson, RiFF RAFF, Beautiful Lou - Long Pinky lyrics]
Uh it's meit's me
Let me see it gimme that, gimme that
Let me see it, let me have it
I wanna fuck tonight
Best believe I'mma get my dick sucked
In the truck, all white
My bitch doing Jamaican dances uh, the life
You ain't getting no second chances
That's why I got some bitches
Turning tricks in Tampa
Ok, ok, we in Tampa thinkin' Pensacola
I done hit your block in
The rainbow Range Rover ('sace)
2k12 hangover, hard to find sober
They figured I work for Ruffles the way
I keep a chip on my shoulder (chip)
Moving like molasses, fuck them E-classes
I'm thinkin' Bentley station wagon
Goes Inspector Gadget
Watch me work my lumber
Might be "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan
The way my name buzzin' makes
You wanna divorce your husband
Notice on the frame
Notice how I squat in the rain
Ok, pain - guess it's temporary
I done bought the mall way back in February
Raggin' on the flames, Taiwan candy nunchucks
I done got so famous I
Had to disguise my voice
When I ordered chimichangas from
Julio's Taco Truck (truck)
I do it like this, ice on my wrist
I'm in the mirror tellin' my grill
"Ay, you shoulda just shined like this"
(shined like this)
Point to Aquafina bottle, crystal deposit's
The way I got a hollow minded model
Back of Ninja Kawasaki, details
I'm pushing V12s in the candy seashell
Ayo I'm green Beemer driving
Suede jacket wearing
You gotta pay for my appearance
It will never be on clearance
Clarence Weatherspoon
My boo could boof like ten balloons
I got the five now I'm 'bout
To cop the seven soon (quick)
I never knew all the things
That havin' cheddar do
New rings, live jackets out the petting zoo
Luke Petitgout, my marijuana medical
Straight surgery negative paternity
She run behind the curtain
Crying while I backflip
That kid ain't mine, motherfucker
Man I'm back, bitch!
Yes I am the winner, I'm that sick
Come get that ass kicked (yes)
We spending plastic (yes)
Uh, we got the wood wheel turning right
Smoke blowing through the night
Cause I'm burning right
I know I'm always on that next shit
Look at my mind
You'll see some shit that's not suggested
Let me see it gimme that, gimme that
Let me see it, let me have it
I wanna fuck tonight
Best believe I'mma get my dick sucked
In the truck, all white
My bitch doing Jamaican dances uh, the life
You ain't getting no second chances
That's why I got some bitches
Turning tricks in Tampa
Ok, ok, we in Tampa thinkin' Pensacola
I done hit your block in
The rainbow Range Rover ('sace)
2k12 hangover, hard to find sober
They figured I work for Ruffles the way
I keep a chip on my shoulder (chip)
Moving like molasses, fuck them E-classes
I'm thinkin' Bentley station wagon
Goes Inspector Gadget
Watch me work my lumber
Might be "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan
The way my name buzzin' makes
You wanna divorce your husband
Notice on the frame
Notice how I squat in the rain
Ok, pain - guess it's temporary
I done bought the mall way back in February
Raggin' on the flames, Taiwan candy nunchucks
I done got so famous I
Had to disguise my voice
When I ordered chimichangas from
Julio's Taco Truck (truck)
I do it like this, ice on my wrist
I'm in the mirror tellin' my grill
"Ay, you shoulda just shined like this"
(shined like this)
Point to Aquafina bottle, crystal deposit's
The way I got a hollow minded model
Back of Ninja Kawasaki, details
I'm pushing V12s in the candy seashell
Ayo I'm green Beemer driving
Suede jacket wearing
You gotta pay for my appearance
It will never be on clearance
Clarence Weatherspoon
My boo could boof like ten balloons
I got the five now I'm 'bout
To cop the seven soon (quick)
I never knew all the things
That havin' cheddar do
New rings, live jackets out the petting zoo
Luke Petitgout, my marijuana medical
Straight surgery negative paternity
She run behind the curtain
Crying while I backflip
That kid ain't mine, motherfucker
Man I'm back, bitch!
Yes I am the winner, I'm that sick
Come get that ass kicked (yes)
We spending plastic (yes)
Uh, we got the wood wheel turning right
Smoke blowing through the night
Cause I'm burning right
I know I'm always on that next shit
Look at my mind
You'll see some shit that's not suggested