Action Bronson - Actin Crazy

Actin Crazy
Action Bronson
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Song lyrics

[Chorus:]
Uh, yeah, uh, opportunity be knockin', let a mothafucka in.
Opportunity be knockin', you gotta let a mothafucka in,
I kiss my mother on the cheek, tell her that I love her,
You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing, I got it covered.
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Ma, you know I'm still your little baby.

[Verse 1:]
All my life I was a fuck-up, now I pull the truck up,
Same bitch stuck up, now she wanna suck us.
See me hangin' out the window, screamin', “What, what?!”
No more tough luck, a different cloth is what I'm cut from.
Baby, oh, my lord,
The cops chasin' Bronson in an all-white Ford!
Shit, I'm on that all-night tour,
Bitch, I'm alright, but I'm off that raw,
I'm in a robe dancin' salsa on the top floor,
You would swear I'm Puerto Rican, but I'm not, lord!
Hot hoes every city that we go, singin',
“Heads high, kill 'em with it now!”
Uh, all I do is eat oysters
And speak six languages in three voices,
It's Adriatic Summers on the sample.
Don't even try to call, I'm not available for nothing,
Unless it's stupid paper, hop out the Studebaker
With Anita Baker, uh!

[Chorus:]
Opportunity be knockin', you gotta let a mothafucka in,
I kiss my mother on the cheek, tell her that I love her,
You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing, I got it covered.
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Ma, you know I'm still your little baby.

[Verse 2:]
Uh, I feel so alive, I think I shit myself,
I should kiss myself,
I'm starin' at the man inside the mirror,
The reflection shows a wolf, though. Aooh!
Goddamn, I'm still cute, ho, yeah!
All my women play the flute,
Saw me place a melon and prosciutt'.
Left-handed make the Fender cry,
Count money with a reverend's smile, the Devil's eye,
Half-Cherokee and Gemini, uh!
Mothafuckas'll dump heat, from Jump Street,
And turn your chest plate to lunch meat.
I'm in a Humvee lookin' like a young me,
Now these mothafuckas all wanna be chubby.
I switch the season, now the hair's curled,
Tan skin, I need a bad girl,
‘Cause James Brown said, “It's A Man's World.”
In a Trans Am twirl, the burner handle made of pearl,
That's just daddy's little girl.

[Chorus:]
Opportunity be knockin', you gotta let a mothafucka in,
I kiss my mother on the cheek, tell her that I love her,
You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing, I got it covered.
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy?
Ma, you know I'm still your little baby.