Biography:
Ariyan Arslani (born December 2, 1983), better known by the stage name Action Bronson, is an American rapper, writer, chef, and television presenter. In August 2012, he signed with Warner Bros. Records, but was later moved to the Atlantic Records-distributed label Vice Records.
Arslani hosts a talk/variety show The Untitled Action Bronson Show, as well as his travel program Fuck, That's Delicious, on Viceland. His frequent collaborators Meyhem Lauren, The Alchemist, and formerly Big Body Bes are regulars on both of his television series.
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Other songs:
[Intro: Action Bronson]
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Shit, sweep you off your feet
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Like Ryu in the corner
Bbm
Shit, man, haha
Smooth, man
Ebm Bbm
I'm a fuckin' smooth mover, ugh
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Ebm
Yo if I didn't say it's me you would probably think it's Sting
My fish go bling, what, this old thing?
Bbm
I never switch up, my brother need a biscuit
Ebm
Then I'm gripped up, hangin' off my shoulder, fuck the bullshit
Ebm
November rain came the same day
My daughter taught me how to do the Nae Nae to Calle 13
Ebm Bbm
Only compare me to Kevin Spacey
Ebm
Or Rubén Blades, the blunt fat like two tamales
Ebm
Do a world tour and scoop some dollars
Ebm
Come home and hit the pool hall
Bbm Ebm
I'm fishbowlin' new Impalas
Two Russian twins suck while I drive fast
It's me, man
[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
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I'm the one that takes the wolf head, wears it on my own head
Ebm Bbm
Wisdom from the old heads, you ain't gettin' no head
Ebm Bbm
You ain't gettin' no bread, you ain't gettin' no shows
Ebm Bbm
You ain't gettin' no dough, you ain't gettin' no hoes
Ebm Bbm
Dawg I hit the best of 'em, mothafuck the rest of 'em
Ebm Bbm
Well now I'm nestled in the Tesla eatin' pretzels, haaa?
Ebm
I should prolly put a wetsuit on
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I'll be right back...
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Ebm
Young Renzel, line two
Young A.B., I got this you dig?
Ebm
Yeah, yo
M-M-M-Maybach Music
Ebm
I love my rude bitches, end up as new bitches
Skippin' school bitches, cookin' me food bitches
Ebm
All my niggas down, we lookin' like Fu-Schnickens
Bbm
Got a few tickets for bitches who truly digged us
Ebm
College dormitories, fill 'em with smooth lyrics
Ebm
Air Max 95s, grey sweats, true menace
Ebm
Known as a Jonas, complex on the phoner
Ebm Db
Simple individual, confident in the Lotus
Ebm
Foreign ambitions, they go with my last wishes
Ebm Db
As I open my eyes, surprised by 7 figures
Ebm
Baking soda required, decided drug dealin'
Ebm
Residents is divided amongst the feds and the children
Ebm
Let him keep totin' drugs if he willin' to plead guilty
Ebm Db
The star state witness, they'll hit you up for that selfie
Ebm
Dro can only help me, Backwood and I'm healthy
Ebm
I'm the label owner, I'm the only one can shelf me, biggest
M-M-M-Maybach Music
Boss
[Outro]
Gm
Why are we letting things on the outside of our physical penetrate our soul, .
N.C.
penetrate our nuanced wiring system, our cerebral cortex, okay?
What really is a thought?
Can you control when a thought arrives outside of the brain?
Can you or can't you? Is free will a real thing or is it the philosophy of free will?
Seekin' scripture, haha
Ebm Bbm
Shit, sweep you off your feet
Ebm
Like Ryu in the corner
Bbm
Shit, man, haha
Smooth, man
Ebm Bbm
I'm a fuckin' smooth mover, ugh
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Ebm
Yo if I didn't say it's me you would probably think it's Sting
My fish go bling, what, this old thing?
Bbm
I never switch up, my brother need a biscuit
Ebm
Then I'm gripped up, hangin' off my shoulder, fuck the bullshit
Ebm
November rain came the same day
My daughter taught me how to do the Nae Nae to Calle 13
Ebm Bbm
Only compare me to Kevin Spacey
Ebm
Or Rubén Blades, the blunt fat like two tamales
Ebm
Do a world tour and scoop some dollars
Ebm
Come home and hit the pool hall
Bbm Ebm
I'm fishbowlin' new Impalas
Two Russian twins suck while I drive fast
It's me, man
[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
Ebm Bbm
I'm the one that takes the wolf head, wears it on my own head
Ebm Bbm
Wisdom from the old heads, you ain't gettin' no head
Ebm Bbm
You ain't gettin' no bread, you ain't gettin' no shows
Ebm Bbm
You ain't gettin' no dough, you ain't gettin' no hoes
Ebm Bbm
Dawg I hit the best of 'em, mothafuck the rest of 'em
Ebm Bbm
Well now I'm nestled in the Tesla eatin' pretzels, haaa?
Ebm
I should prolly put a wetsuit on
Bbm
I'll be right back...
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Ebm
Young Renzel, line two
Young A.B., I got this you dig?
Ebm
Yeah, yo
M-M-M-Maybach Music
Ebm
I love my rude bitches, end up as new bitches
Skippin' school bitches, cookin' me food bitches
Ebm
All my niggas down, we lookin' like Fu-Schnickens
Bbm
Got a few tickets for bitches who truly digged us
Ebm
College dormitories, fill 'em with smooth lyrics
Ebm
Air Max 95s, grey sweats, true menace
Ebm
Known as a Jonas, complex on the phoner
Ebm Db
Simple individual, confident in the Lotus
Ebm
Foreign ambitions, they go with my last wishes
Ebm Db
As I open my eyes, surprised by 7 figures
Ebm
Baking soda required, decided drug dealin'
Ebm
Residents is divided amongst the feds and the children
Ebm
Let him keep totin' drugs if he willin' to plead guilty
Ebm Db
The star state witness, they'll hit you up for that selfie
Ebm
Dro can only help me, Backwood and I'm healthy
Ebm
I'm the label owner, I'm the only one can shelf me, biggest
M-M-M-Maybach Music
Boss
[Outro]
Gm
Why are we letting things on the outside of our physical penetrate our soul, .
N.C.
penetrate our nuanced wiring system, our cerebral cortex, okay?
What really is a thought?
Can you control when a thought arrives outside of the brain?
Can you or can't you? Is free will a real thing or is it the philosophy of free will?
Seekin' scripture, haha
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