Easy Rider

Praise the Lord, I was born to drive boat

Feelin' like Slash in front of the chapel

I'm leaned back with the Les Paul

Shit I smoke is like cholesterol

Spilled dressing on the vest at the festival, the best of all

Had a midget Puerto Rican at my beck and call

Best believe that there was neck involved

Fuck around and almost wrecked the Saab, ugh

We took acid for ten days straight up in the mountains

Started runnin' with the stallions

Playin' 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

Buried a million in the sand by the clock tower

Before I die, take a hot shower

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

By chance, I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz

With her man, the one that swings the hockey stick

I was wearin' all white and my hair was lookin' precious

Shit, I might cop a chest and a dresser

A little machine to make espresso

I heard your bitch still wears Ecko

Hide drugs behind the box of De Cecco

Live from the Expo, it's me

I wear the wolf in the winter

Steer the coupe from the center

Who gives a fuck? I'm a sinner

I had dreams of fucking Keri Hilson in my Duncans

Woke up naked at the Hilton with a bitch that look like Seal's cousin

Bite the eel by the dozen

Gotta take it for the team

Bite the eel by the dozen

Pump the bass in the trunk, shit 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 writin' words with a pen

Tell the pilot, "Land the plane", on Roosevelt and Main

Put a jacuzzi on the seven train

And lay John Coltrane, play with that cocaine face

I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste

The brass band was seven pieces

My bitch's name is Peaches, we got twin MAC-11's with the features

You barely got sneaker money

So much dick in they mouth

That's why these motherfuckers speakin' funny

Ya need to speak clearer, dear, 'cause I can't hear ya

(I can't hear ya)

Ya need to speak clearer, dear, 'cause I can't hear ya

The Magic Johnson of the game

These lames don't wanna 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

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset

Ride the Harley into the sunset