
Close To You Raekwon
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[Intro: Raekwon]
Yah, uh uh good
Thats that shit right there, thats how its going down
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
We in the jumbos, in the 2500 Benzes in dumbos
Leather pants, Mutombo [?], ya'll check the gums yo
I'll appreciate patriarchs and [?], computers and whizzes
In lizard jackets and Jacobs
Die a hundred deaths take something of mine
Onion stretched, vice grips twisting ya legs
I roll with my brothers in anarchy, throw me the car key
Let me bombard he, little ass chain, only a car thief
Moving like the lords, what up?
Blow a Dutch dude
Parley with the pushers who wear Clarks and Bucks
But still a Gucci slayer, word to my five year old
Salute me baby, daddy got money we blowin' out in Haiti lady
Choppers, Bulgari watches, rums, and copper
Blue wraith with a steel face, yah I'm a popper
Hundred niggas with me, some guns hittin' in Bentleys
Rock Csonka shirts baggin' bitches move about discretely
[?] ready to fight but it's a Monday
Everybody dressin' it up, let's flip the runway
Tax time, seein' 'em run through, yo that's mine
[?] daddy whatever baby bag me
Yah, uh uh good
Thats that shit right there, thats how its going down
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
We in the jumbos, in the 2500 Benzes in dumbos
Leather pants, Mutombo [?], ya'll check the gums yo
I'll appreciate patriarchs and [?], computers and whizzes
In lizard jackets and Jacobs
Die a hundred deaths take something of mine
Onion stretched, vice grips twisting ya legs
I roll with my brothers in anarchy, throw me the car key
Let me bombard he, little ass chain, only a car thief
Moving like the lords, what up?
Blow a Dutch dude
Parley with the pushers who wear Clarks and Bucks
But still a Gucci slayer, word to my five year old
Salute me baby, daddy got money we blowin' out in Haiti lady
Choppers, Bulgari watches, rums, and copper
Blue wraith with a steel face, yah I'm a popper
Hundred niggas with me, some guns hittin' in Bentleys
Rock Csonka shirts baggin' bitches move about discretely
[?] ready to fight but it's a Monday
Everybody dressin' it up, let's flip the runway
Tax time, seein' 'em run through, yo that's mine
[?] daddy whatever baby bag me
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