Harry Fraud - 72 Virgins lyrics

[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** to drop a grip on dessert And you wanna tell the feds about some sh** and it hurts f** it, so be it, you 'bout to know Jesus Turn this motherf**er back into a fetus Phone's tapped so speak Swedish when you call the crib Rich forever motherf**er 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 dick These motherf**ers ain't saying sh** Close my eyes, spray the whip, hit your rib twice Now your kids gotta deal with this sh** cause this is life [Big Body Bes] Yeah, and I'm f**ing here now It's f**ing Body What the f** I'm doing? Whole bunch a sh** I'm out there wilding Got a f**ing 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** outta here man Smack the sh** 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**ing crib, it better be a plate wrapped up on the stove motherf**er Cause you know I'm coming to eat f** that I don't even want firsts, I want my seconds first That's right, I eat right out the motherf**ing pot f** a spoon, I been eating hand to hand my whole life I motivate myself motherf**er Anytime I need to think about some sh** man I just go back and close my motherf**ing eyes man And go back to the sorrow f** outta here man My whole life is a f**ing discography b You stupid? Quadruple platinum Oops, what's that? Another one