Frank G. - The Living Room lyrics

[Verse 1: Raekwon] This is Lex Diamond n***a the boss all them n***as With the levers is soft afraid to ask what it cost Collar made out of horse hee-haw Skeet in your wife's mouth bopped out the restroom and beemed off Flawless j**els is real, I got j**els in my wheel Eyes glued to your boo in her heels The watch is a spanker, the hands don't tick They roll, I'm in the Rolls Wraith exercise your blinkers You just a p**y I know, hiding behind big homeboy So one catch the bullet I'm throwing Sitting in Polo or Brooks Brothers Cooling on our [?] how the f** we know if your clique lovers The story we don't know that just don't front Or he'll blow that and I'll be like "I told you cause I owed you" Flexing at the Colosseum, not the one on Jamaica Ave The one up in my lab with no demons in it Beat Switch [Verse 2] You know the kid he stay fabulous car power Catch him on tour few spartan's holding gun powder Oops, let the Coupe in the duece, jump Out with chains on, nope, just a check book and some boots It's like The Musketeers of Pig Alley I jump out, army, leather, beard like Stalley A wise man told me to listen with vision A General, old gold gangsters live in kitchens Keith Hammers co*ked, stay s**er free Check me in the spot, glaciers on the thumb of my son Take a camera shot, bumping tapes, rocking fur coats and 'gates Window broke, base heads and capes High power homies is real, blow a branch for ya' Chef Cuba six bring out the tarantula We like The Ringling Brothers posing in Nikes Rocking big dumb knots, that's stupid spray your groupie up