72 Virgins lyrics

[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Here we are
Just us
I know you want from the first time you seen me in the movie
Hanging on the shoulder of a villain
She could flatten a village
You know I'm usually chilling out with Bruce Willis
Somehow, you and my man met first
I was still stealing the money outta my gram-gram's purse
But you were
Running the streets, letting the blam-blam work
Back then we smoked nickels of dirt
Nowadays it ain't sh*t to drop a grip on dessert
And you wanna tell the feds about some sh*t and it hurts
f*ck it, so be it, you 'bout to know Jesus
Turn this motherf*cker back into a fetus
Phone's tapped so speak Swedish when you call the crib
Rich forever motherf*cker I was born to live
Die happy, knowing that my family's straight
I hope they didn't see the numbers on that Camry plate
I been a grown man since I had a baby di*k
These motherf*ckers ain't saying sh*t
Close my eyes, spray the whip, hit your rib twice
Now your kids gotta deal with this sh*t 'cause this is life

[Outro: Big Body Bes]
Yeah, and I'm f*cking here now
It's f*cking Body
What the f*ck I'm doing?
Whole bunch a sh*t
I'm out there wilding
Got a f*cking 50-year-old Puerto Rican with me
He don't even know my name
But he gon' stab something for me
He know what time it is
No watch on the wrist
f*ck outta here man
Smack the sh*t outta you then slap your son five
Your own family loves me more than you
Salute me every time
Every time I come to your f*cking crib, it better be a plate wrapped up on the stove motherf*cker
'Cause you know I'm coming to eat
f*ck that I don't even want firsts, I want my seconds first
That's right, I eat right out the motherf*cking pot
f*ck a spoon, I been eating hand to hand my whole life
I motivate myself motherf*cker
Anytime I need to think about some sh*t man
I just go back and close my motherf*cking eyes man
And go back to the sorrow
f*ck outta here man
My whole life is a f*cking discography, B
You stupid? Quadruple platinum
Oops, what's that? Another one