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[Intro: Raekwon]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most extravagant flashy lifestyle Of the wealthy and comfortable. I'mma be your host tonight
We gonna be exhibiting the fly
palace of my brother Raekwon the Chef's
Nineteen thousand square feet deluxe villa. Let's
walk inside

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Hey yo, Pyrex vision, gangster intermission Snow fishing over the stove, frozen glisten
Wall unit 360 spin, see the digital gym There's the watch rack, right near the brims
Frigerator see-thru, walls got a different
type texture
Peeped out the sectional true
Vodka mugs, Ace of Spade rugs, Louis cups
and candles
Fila forks, gold Kangols
Travel over here, priceless lights
Tub
full of ice
Granddaddy pinecones, leather bikes
Gear junkie, monkey Timbs blunt me Yeah, kinda sloppy -- my maids, they be coming in monthly
Silk towel, red leathers, green
hats, mean sweater, jeans
You should let us be your stylist, get you better
Octagon
mirrors, box of sneakers
Louis, Gucc, Nike, Clark, Avia I bought in Peru
Yeah, plasma
toilet, go go Gadget stuff
If I gotta squeeze, running out of time
This automatic
button right here blow the house down
I'm walking slow in my fire jumper
Tom Ford and
Bloomberg got too
Polo drawers, go blast your door
Cover girl sent, tap it in the
toilet seat

[Interlude: Raekwon]
Yes, ladies and gentlemen. These are the most
exotic
Illustrious mansions in the world. We will step inside
My nigga Bussa Bus next
level, tri-dimensional sector of his
Exclusive imported ceramic style-slash-frontier shit.
Mr. Bus

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo

[Raekwon]
Can you walk us
through the front, sir?

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I welcome y'all to my crib The fortress of I self, lord and master
Crystal chandeliers looking like satellite dishes
from NASA
Yeah, you niggas is bugged
Shoes forbidden in the crib, especially on my
Alaskan polar bear rugs
Pictures with billies and parties out in Ibiza
Living room
floor laced with imported marble from Indonesia
High ceilings, eighteenth century paintings
is basic
With litters of money, many casinos in the basement
A million letter way a
nigga parlay
With money to wrinkle your face up like a Shar Pei
Limited box of cigars
from diplomats in Cubana
Rare art of Basquiat feeding fruit to Madonna
Copacabana,
I'mma celebrate til they respect a
Success story with trucks unloading imperial nectar Too many whips, I built a valet
Hundred thousand dollar drapes
Dancing and
swinging like a ballet
I showed you all enough to where this shit's a hassle
I'm
sorry, your time is up, niggas -- now get up out my castle

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