Lyrics Central Bookings - Statik Selektah , Action Bronson , Meyhem Lauren
The
way
things
is
looking
I'ma
see
central
booking
Eh
yo
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
The
way
things
is
looking
I'ma
see
central
booking
Eh
yo
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
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
rugby's
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
The
way
things
is
looking
I'ma
see
central
booking
Eh
yo
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
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
acapella
Vintage
raps
from
out
the
cellar,
Madagascar
vanilla
Where
color
kicks
match
your
buy
work
And
then
we?
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
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