Central Bookings Lyrics - Well Done - Statik Selektah & Action Bronson

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