Easy Rider Lyrics
| Song | Easy Rider |
| Artist | Action Bronson |
| Album | Mr. Wonderful |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Praise the lord, I was born to travel | |
| Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel | |
| I'm leaned back with the Les Paul | |
| *************t 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 | |
| ****** around and almost wrecked the Saab | |
| Uh, we took acid for ten days straight up in the mountains | |
| Started running with the stallions | |
| Playing frisbee in the West Indies | |
| Did the tango with my kidneys | |
| Eyes open, now I know just who my kids need | |
| Rockin' very loose pants, yeah | |
| Rockin' very loose pants, yeah | |
| Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower | |
| Before I die, take a hot shower | |
| [Hook: x4] | |
| Ride the Harley into the sunset | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| By chance I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz | |
| With her man, the one that swings a hockey stick | |
| I was wearing all white, and my hair was looking precious | |
| *************t, I might cop a chest and a dresser | |
| A little machine to make espresso | |
| I heard your ************* still wears Ecko | |
| Packed trucks behind the blocks at the Checko | |
| Live from the Expo, X-Men | |
| I wear the wolf in the winter | |
| Steer the coupe from the center | |
| Who gives a *************, I'm a sinner | |
| I had dreams of ******' Keri Hilson in my Duncans | |
| Woke up naked at the Hilton with a ************* 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] | |
| Put the bass in the trunk | |
| It rattled like a baby hand | |
| Except this toy cost 80 grand | |
| And I'm crazy tan, from all the places that I've been | |
| Just from writing words with a pen | |
| Tell the pilot "land the plane" | |
| No Roosevelt and Main | |
| Put a jacuzzi on the seven train | |
| And lay John Coltrane play with that ******* face | |
| I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste | |
| The brass band was seven pieces | |
| My *************'s name is Peaches | |
| We got twin Mac elevens with the features | |
| *************t you barely got sneaker money | |
| So much ************* in their mouthes, that's why these mother*******s speaking funny | |
| You need to speak clearer *************, cause I can't hear ya | |
| (I can't hear ya) | |
| You need to speak clearer *************, cause I can't hear ya | |
| [Verse 4] | |
| The Magic Johnson of the game | |
| These lames don't want to play with me | |
| Smile on your 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: x6] | |
| [Outro: Guitar] |
| Verse 1 | |
| Praise the lord, I was born to travel | |
| Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel | |
| I' m leaned back with the Les Paul | |
| t 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 | |
| around and almost wrecked the Saab | |
| Uh, we took acid for ten days straight up in the mountains | |
| Started running with the stallions | |
| Playing frisbee in the West Indies | |
| Did the tango with my kidneys | |
| Eyes open, now I know just who my kids need | |
| Rockin' very loose pants, yeah | |
| Rockin' very loose pants, yeah | |
| Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower | |
| Before I die, take a hot shower | |
| Hook: x4 | |
| Ride the Harley into the sunset | |
| Verse 2 | |
| By chance I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz | |
| With her man, the one that swings a hockey stick | |
| I was wearing all white, and my hair was looking precious | |
| t, I might cop a chest and a dresser | |
| A little machine to make espresso | |
| I heard your still wears Ecko | |
| Packed trucks behind the blocks at the Checko | |
| Live from the Expo, XMen | |
| I wear the wolf in the winter | |
| Steer the coupe from the center | |
| Who gives a , I' m a sinner | |
| I had dreams of ' Keri Hilson in my Duncans | |
| Woke up naked at the Hilton with a 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 | |
| Put the bass in the trunk | |
| It rattled like a baby hand | |
| Except this toy cost 80 grand | |
| And I' m crazy tan, from all the places that I' ve been | |
| Just from writing words with a pen | |
| Tell the pilot " land the plane" | |
| No Roosevelt and Main | |
| Put a jacuzzi on the seven train | |
| And lay John Coltrane play with that face | |
| I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste | |
| The brass band was seven pieces | |
| My ' s name is Peaches | |
| We got twin Mac elevens with the features | |
| t you barely got sneaker money | |
| So much in their mouthes, that' s why these mother s speaking funny | |
| You need to speak clearer , cause I can' t hear ya | |
| I can' t hear ya | |
| You need to speak clearer , cause I can' t hear ya | |
| Verse 4 | |
| The Magic Johnson of the game | |
| These lames don' t want to play with me | |
| Smile on your 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: x6 | |
| Outro: Guitar |
| Verse 1 | |
| Praise the lord, I was born to travel | |
| Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel | |
| I' m leaned back with the Les Paul | |
| t 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 | |
| around and almost wrecked the Saab | |
| Uh, we took acid for ten days straight up in the mountains | |
| Started running with the stallions | |
| Playing frisbee in the West Indies | |
| Did the tango with my kidneys | |
| Eyes open, now I know just who my kids need | |
| Rockin' very loose pants, yeah | |
| Rockin' very loose pants, yeah | |
| Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower | |
| Before I die, take a hot shower | |
| Hook: x4 | |
| Ride the Harley into the sunset | |
| Verse 2 | |
| By chance I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz | |
| With her man, the one that swings a hockey stick | |
| I was wearing all white, and my hair was looking precious | |
| t, I might cop a chest and a dresser | |
| A little machine to make espresso | |
| I heard your still wears Ecko | |
| Packed trucks behind the blocks at the Checko | |
| Live from the Expo, XMen | |
| I wear the wolf in the winter | |
| Steer the coupe from the center | |
| Who gives a , I' m a sinner | |
| I had dreams of ' Keri Hilson in my Duncans | |
| Woke up naked at the Hilton with a 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 | |
| Put the bass in the trunk | |
| It rattled like a baby hand | |
| Except this toy cost 80 grand | |
| And I' m crazy tan, from all the places that I' ve been | |
| Just from writing words with a pen | |
| Tell the pilot " land the plane" | |
| No Roosevelt and Main | |
| Put a jacuzzi on the seven train | |
| And lay John Coltrane play with that face | |
| I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste | |
| The brass band was seven pieces | |
| My ' s name is Peaches | |
| We got twin Mac elevens with the features | |
| t you barely got sneaker money | |
| So much in their mouthes, that' s why these mother s speaking funny | |
| You need to speak clearer , cause I can' t hear ya | |
| I can' t hear ya | |
| You need to speak clearer , cause I can' t hear ya | |
| Verse 4 | |
| The Magic Johnson of the game | |
| These lames don' t want to play with me | |
| Smile on your 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: x6 | |
| Outro: Guitar |
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