Stepped into the Building

(Omelette du fromage) Stepped into the building, chain just swinging on my neck Gold rings on my fingers, something on my wrist Tucked into my waist, lil' semi with the clip Big glass of the Bombay, take a lil' sip like (hoo) Vintage sticks, little blast from the past Gold rings clink when I'm passing the glass Just stepped into the building, show a little face Then I'm back on the road like Dubai trips on a jet plane Bahrain links for the watch and the neck chain Doha drinks when I land I'ma sip a chai tea 'cause the flight gives me neck pain (hoo) Mumbai gold for the wife, she's smiling Might add a notch on the bed frame (whoo) Italian suede in the seats of the brand-new motor Quick little squirt of the- Agarwood oud from Mozambique Got the tailor suit with the brogues on feet I'm in Casablanca, blowing jacaranda With the AC blowing in the driver's seat (hoo) Talk to the platinum hands on my timepiece boy 'Cause the face ain't listening Shining, glistening Look at these diamonds dance while I stepped inside of the building Chain just swinging on my neck Gold rings on my fingers, something on my wrist Tucked into my waist, lil' semi with the clip Big glass of the Bombay, take a lil' sip like (hoo) Vintage sticks, little blast from the past Gold rings clink when I'm passing the glass Just stepped into the building, show a little face Then I'm back on the road like Quick nip down to the strip Got gold on my wrist and a side back packed full of clips (yeah) Strap another Backwood, get that lit Then pass that round to the left like this (hoo) Smoke in my lungs, toting a gun I could never be broke, got a load of the funds Cash in the bank, antiques in the yard Make money when I speak, you're lucky I don't charge Bite bigger than the bark, big dog Time ticking on a mark, wristwatch Need a break from the bar, chip shop Side chick sitting in the car, wife pissed off (hoo) Let me tell you something 'bout boys like us, we ain't here for the chit-chat You can tell we ain't here for the games By the way, we look when the boys stepped into the building Chain just swinging on my neck Gold rings on my fingers, something on my wrist Tucked into my waist, lil' semi with the clip Big glass of the Bombay, take a lil' sip like (hoo) Vintage sticks, little blast from the past Gold rings clink when I'm passing the glass Just stepped into the building, show a little face Then I'm back on the road like