Contemporary Man song by Action Bronson from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Contemporary Man Meaning
| [[Intro: Action Bronson] Get it together Justin, got to get it together fam Let’s go [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Yeah, fuck the back talk Save all that pussy shit for the cat walk Now write your name 100 times on the blackboard Just a white man excelling in a Black sport, like I’m Pistol Pete You already know you a goner when I kiss your cheek Lift your feet, like when your sister sweeps Fine dining, drink water out the crystal creek Straight from Queens rocking leathers like I’m Mr. Cheeks [Interlude: Action Bronson] Uhhhh, fly shit Grown man shit Do it one more time, fuck it I’m good to go Alright [Verse 2: Action Bronson] Yo, I’m a wild freak, hit shorty where the child sleep While her mother make soup with the cow feet Shoulder pads and a leather, Beau Brummell Hopping out the limo at the old Tunnel Fuck sex on the beach, I want head in the streets Spread bed on the feet Lead on your cheek, the cadillac from 73 Aqua marine with a popular fiend, uhh Big Bird, Farrington alumnus Mouth like a pussy, she gum dick , [Verse 3: Action Bronson] You see me in the green velour, facial conquistador Then I order up a feast for four If you see me in a leather, know it’s reaching the floor Linen flapping in the wind cause of the breezy shore, yeah Spinal tap, you spitting gynecology rap Eat your pussy with a plastic bag, covering that Brothers will clap leave you hovered or jacked If there’s chicken in the building, know I’m smothering that This tool I got will loosen up your stool a lot Yeah, the PP will make you poo-poo a lot In the Z3 bumping U2 [Interlude: Big Body Bes] Yo, this Big motherfucking Body, bitch [Verse 4: Action Bronson] Ginger ale laying in a Knicks cup Pay thirty dollars for a dick suck Pay a hundred dollars for the joints I rolled Oyster bowls chilling in the cloisters I love Black girls boisterous Shorty’s on the arm like a koi fish On a herby white dude with the yellow fever Yellow sneakers, see through yellow beeper , [Sample: Charlie Sheen] Banging seven gram rocks and finishing them Because that’s how I roll, I have one speed, I have one gear [Interlude: Action Bronson] Yeah, uh-huh Feel the beat… [Hook] When our eyes first met, was like the fourth day in July When you kissed my lips, I knew one day you’d be mine [Verse 5: Action Bronson] Watch my shorty take a shower, I want the good loving Six ducks in a wood burning oven Georgia Southern, her alma mater She raised out in Queens, but moved out to Colorado Looney Tunes, Taz on the shirt Fuck swag, got pizzazz Two jags, Cincinnati Zubaz Du rag, Bay Terrace pool pass Talked to Skip, schooled me on the ponies Next year catch me posing at the Tonys Folding paper wilding at the OTB Grow the money like a Cocha tree , [Verse 6: Action Bronson] American flags hang on walls that hide money Put my arm through the Picasso Kept a fortress, crib got the Tex-Mex motif, wolves howling Two stallions pull the buggy, Clydesdale Crack the Bud, guzzle, humidors Uncle Moozy with the Mitsubishi Uncle Jimmy with the funny money flossing out in AC Randy Quaid with the turtleneck Erma with the jungle juice, man feet Beamer, tan seats Smack the taco out your mouth, green couch] |
