Action
Lyrics
Who the fuck are you?
Tough as shit, you can test my grit
I'm a big bad man
Don't say shit, I could fuck your bitch
I'm a big bad man
Fuck the pigs, they can suck my dick
I'm a big bad man
And I'm starvin gimme some, gimme some
Gimme some action
I can't be fucking stopped
I can't be fucking stopped
I can't be fucking stopped
I'm aggressive, I'm an animal
I'll take what I want
I'm a dodgy looking cunt, I'm dangerous
Go find out
Unpredictable, I'll take the safety
Off of my gun like, no safety net
Let's see how close I fly to the sun
Oooweee, say I'm impolite and
So quick to fight, bitch
Sue me, say one of these days it will
Catch up to me bitch
Please if you're so scared
Go to church or maybe call the police
Who the fuck are you?
Tough as shit, you can test my grit
I'm a big bad man
Don't say shit, I could fuck your bitch
I'm a big bad man
Fuck the pigs, they can suck my dick
I'm a big bad man
And I'm starvin gimme some, gimme some
Gimme some action
I can't be fucking stopped
I can't be fucking stopped
I can't be fucking stopped
Already know when I step
Through the door that
I came with a crew with me
Already know that the lames
Over there probably
Saying that they're cool with me
Already know that the fight in the back
Got ain't nothing to do with me
Let's figure this out
How close can I fly to the sun?
Got up outta bed and
Started thinking to myself:
I'm bout to grab an alligator
Gonna kill the motherfucker
Make a jacket out the leather
Then I'll meet up with your mother
Then I'll fuck her like in jail
Fuck her like in jail or a Chippendale
Pale ale sippin now, grip it
Down, rip it down, riverdale
Unstoppable object, announcing a bomb threat
Broadcasting right from the projects
Tough as shit, you can test my grit
I'm a big bad man
Don't say shit, I could fuck your bitch
I'm a big bad man
Fuck the pigs, they can suck my dick
I'm a big bad man
And I'm starvin gimme some, gimme some
Gimme some action
I can't be fucking stopped
I can't be fucking stopped
I can't be fucking stopped
Kill, kill, I got no chill
How I'm s'posed to keep it real?
Kill, kill, I got no chill
How I'm s'posed to keep it real?
Kill, kill, I got no chill
How I'm s'posed to keep it real?
Kill, kill, I got no chill
Still looking for a thrill
99 on the wall, knock em down, fuck em all
98 on the wall, knock em down, fuck you up
96, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Writer(s): JACOB LUKAS ANDERSON, JORDAN THOMAS BEYER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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