Wu Block, Inspectah Deck - Different Time Zones lyrics
[Wu Block, Inspectah Deck - Different Time Zones lyrics]
Sitting in this library, man
Reading these fucking books
Britannica Encyclopedias, L ron Hubbard
Tony Robertson
These muthafuckas, you know what I'm saying?
Sheek Louch
Glasshouse i reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames
Sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes hanging off the blunt
Then I pluck fell back power napping
Stones they cover my bones
Bricks laying on my pinkie like tombstones
Unbutton my shirt, unloosen my tie
Got the fireplace up real high
Cuban maid sliding me cookies
Tall glass of lemonade
Chandeliers hanging over my head
Sitting like a cloud of haze
Larry King on mute
They about to bury Wesley for taxes
Then shot across the two
Then I grabbed the remote
Hit the volume on the big lion
The screens in his mouth, a ninety inch giant
Went to commercial, the phone rang
"Yo, what up Sheek?"
"Ain’t nothing, Tone, just on my dean"
"Out here in Queens, I bag me a queen"
"Fed her all this shit she wanted to hear
She probably want the ring" true!
Yeah, different time zones, that’s all
I mean, I’m over here across seas
You over there in the States
You over there, but either way
We gotta get this money, fam
Yo yeah
On the tenth floor, looking over Paris
My neighbors all embarrassed
Cuz I’m ass naked, watching the clock
He hating
But his wife steady watching my cock
Different time zones
Steering wheel on the right
Driving down the wrong street thinking what
The fuck I’m gon’ eat tonight?
White women laying in my bed
I can make a documentary on what
Race can give the best head
Rae hit me on the text
Told me that he like that
New shit, last night, that he heard on Flex
Alright cool
Hit me up when you get down to Brazil
If the weather’s right, fuck it
I come down to chill
I got a briefcase of Euros and Indian money
Every time I’m in customs
They look at me funny yeah
I’m out in South Beach, 1st street, Ocean Ave
AMG6 with the oak dash
Live the VIP life, I ain’t spend a clam
I got weight on the spot, that’s "instagrams"
Pretty boos in Jimmy Choo's
With titties loose in the mood
Getting nude in the swimming pool
I’m doing my thing, how I’m repping
They salute king
And they don’t even know I’m Wu Tang
Name heavy, phone call to my ace Diego
For anything, what up, man? Connect me
I snatch bank like four, five, six
Deuce high, watch a dude ride, I’m on my shit
Up in Mansion, salute, world famous Inspectah
Click large, homey
Put some more tables together
Wild for the night
I ain’t even think about my flight
I got some bitches and they
Tripping off that powder white
Ayo yo yo, kiss each other, yo
Reading these fucking books
Britannica Encyclopedias, L ron Hubbard
Tony Robertson
These muthafuckas, you know what I'm saying?
Sheek Louch
Glasshouse i reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames
Sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes hanging off the blunt
Then I pluck fell back power napping
Stones they cover my bones
Bricks laying on my pinkie like tombstones
Unbutton my shirt, unloosen my tie
Got the fireplace up real high
Cuban maid sliding me cookies
Tall glass of lemonade
Chandeliers hanging over my head
Sitting like a cloud of haze
Larry King on mute
They about to bury Wesley for taxes
Then shot across the two
Then I grabbed the remote
Hit the volume on the big lion
The screens in his mouth, a ninety inch giant
Went to commercial, the phone rang
"Yo, what up Sheek?"
"Ain’t nothing, Tone, just on my dean"
"Out here in Queens, I bag me a queen"
"Fed her all this shit she wanted to hear
She probably want the ring" true!
Yeah, different time zones, that’s all
I mean, I’m over here across seas
You over there in the States
You over there, but either way
We gotta get this money, fam
Yo yeah
On the tenth floor, looking over Paris
My neighbors all embarrassed
Cuz I’m ass naked, watching the clock
He hating
But his wife steady watching my cock
Different time zones
Steering wheel on the right
Driving down the wrong street thinking what
The fuck I’m gon’ eat tonight?
White women laying in my bed
I can make a documentary on what
Race can give the best head
Rae hit me on the text
Told me that he like that
New shit, last night, that he heard on Flex
Alright cool
Hit me up when you get down to Brazil
If the weather’s right, fuck it
I come down to chill
I got a briefcase of Euros and Indian money
Every time I’m in customs
They look at me funny yeah
I’m out in South Beach, 1st street, Ocean Ave
AMG6 with the oak dash
Live the VIP life, I ain’t spend a clam
I got weight on the spot, that’s "instagrams"
Pretty boos in Jimmy Choo's
With titties loose in the mood
Getting nude in the swimming pool
I’m doing my thing, how I’m repping
They salute king
And they don’t even know I’m Wu Tang
Name heavy, phone call to my ace Diego
For anything, what up, man? Connect me
I snatch bank like four, five, six
Deuce high, watch a dude ride, I’m on my shit
Up in Mansion, salute, world famous Inspectah
Click large, homey
Put some more tables together
Wild for the night
I ain’t even think about my flight
I got some bitches and they
Tripping off that powder white
Ayo yo yo, kiss each other, yo