Action Bronson, Statik Selektah, Meyhem Lauren - Central Bookings lyrics

The way things is looking
Im'ma see central booking
Ayo Queens get the money
Ain't trying to see central booking, Oh shit
Dough boy in New York City
New York is still the same
Out there on the Queens Ave

Playing the mirrors like a
Diva cause I'm paranoid
And plus I'm smoking drugs
You're just a token thug
Fuck around your words will lay
You in a woven rug i'm Middle Eastern
Iron Sheik with the cobra clutch
We see the lights so I
Force them into chasing me
Early morning money like the
People in the bakery
Fancy drapery, rep the family faithfully
Criminal minded, do it tastefully
Shorty catching cases, couple priors open
Serve fiends same shit Richard Pryor smokin'
My speech be concrete lying, defeat a web
And even if you were a
Basket couldn't see the bread
We want the Caesar salad table-side
The waiter toss it get the flavor right
The shorty with me got the
Piercing in the naval
Seven bitches with me and I'm
'bout to give 'em anal
Yes I love my freedom cause I'm able

Coming from Queens we get
Fly on different calibers
Heinous with the stainless
Plus we Shameless like the Gallaghers
Black, e-b-i-t so we ain't
Looking at no calendars
Gliding like Islanders
Pistols equipped with silencers
Load 'em, point 'em at challengers
Be triple beam balancers
I'm feeling claustrophobic with
Success surrounding us
And fuck a groupie cause we
Been have bitches hounding us
Way before this thing called
Rap came into play
I change my rugbys and the pussy
I fuck like every day sex, money and yay
Sip the Henessey for energy
We giants, dropping science
If you're smart pick up the chemistry
Repping for New York heavily
Getting my money steadily
Meyhem Lauren and Bronsolinyo
That's the recipe
Dun, it's destined we won, my legacy spun
A lot of people in the right direction
Despite aggression
Divine prevention bag ounces by
Eye with perfection

They tried to bag me for the blunt
I had the bundle by the grundle
I'm running on the humble, acrobatic tumble
Oh shit, the floor exercise a perfect ten
Marisol, we make her swallow drugs
Then she birthing twins
Then fly no propeller
Street bread my a capella
Vintage raps from out the cellar
Madagascar vanilla
Where color kicks match your buy work
And then we batch it
From Queens I was just in my teens
Holdin' the ratchet
I slice the garlic with the razor
Somewhere out in Asia
When it come to paper, family
Everything is major
The North American elk behind the oven door
We're trying to find a common ground
Is it love or war?
Remain extravagant we known to
Floss objects inanimate
Shining but never arrogant
From 40 Park to Feroget
Rocking the finest? designers?
If it's not Ralph than it's
Some double G shit forever glow