Action Bronson - Respect the Moustache lyrics

[Intro] Meanwhile, behind the facade There lurks the secret of a strange Albanian genius [Verse 1] I'm like a young Bill Kazmaier, swollen from the juice Primobolan in my hemoglobin, chiefin' on the spruce Rocking all white silk, shorts just stop at the knee Stay saucy like a pasta, with the broccoli, who's stopping me? You gotta be out of your mind, I'm an anomaly Salt and pepper beard, distinguished look just like I'm Connery Escape the rocks, see me rollin' through the furnace If I make it to the top, it's cause this motherf**er earned it Well since I'm high, straight polenta from the pot On some bad lieutenant sh**, show me how you s** a co*k Hoppin' out the 97 Cadillac d'Elegance Pocket full of Mozza, catch me f**ing with some lesbians [Break: Big Body Bes] Man f** that Bronson, don't even say something to these f*ggots, you already know what time it is, we f** around and f** their fathers, up [Verse 2] I love chocolate just like Colagaro, from Flushing out to Kosovo My family pedigree picnics with Berettas Filas on the slippers, windbreaker pants and sweaters Very clever, ancient blood line gettin' cheddar Cobblestone the streets, shifting manual in Benzes Neighbor with the hoxha, him and all his sh** offends So we gather up the lamb, he sacrifice it properly Stuff and twist with cabbage leaves, smoke exotically Control the whip with one hand, listen to Hendrix Loaded 45 chrome, tucked by the appendix Every sentence like the Machu Picchu descendants When I rhyme, I'm always on time, perfect attendance I'm living splendid, blowing sticky in a rented The olive oil virgin, first press, it's never blended, kid I'm straight raw like Carpaccio I'm just a heartthrob straight off the screen, just like DiCaprio [Hook] f** your feedback, respect the moustache You're like a 40 dolla holla from Guadalajara Respect the moustache Motherf**ers ain't promised tomorrow [Verse 3] Roll the d** just like I'm Morimoto, hold my nuts in my hand That's when I pose for photo, doggy I'm often dolo Cause I'm an only child, plus I love the silence Just me and my thoughts, one hand grip the hooptie wheel Soon you'll see me in the Coupe Deville Eating stupid veal, steady aimin', shoot to k** Walk with a cane, but no I'm not a pimp P-P-Pinkie in the air, martini gla**es full of shrimp, p**y [Outro: Big Body Bes] Yeah, straight f**in' fly sh**, shout out to my men Statik Selektah, Action Bronson, and shout out to your moms man, that made me the f**in' man I am today. And a real f**in' shout out to P.O. Garcia man, stop ringing my bell 9:00 at night man, you know I'm not in my crib, Big Body Bes, man [Hook]