Yacht Party - DJ Muggs, Raekwon

Relax, big homies

Welcome to the motherfuckin' yacht party, nigga

It’s all real in here man

Word up man, don’t mind the goons, man

It’s nothing but love man, for real man

Ayo

Promotion by Bentley

The frozen section cold, I’mma act gently though

4K socks, I had some killers with me

Me and Muggs, a couple of thugs, two rich bands

Francis & Pearl, two slick Yugoslavian rats

Who carry nitrogen and guns and they, wow

Pistol whip niggas then baow, take 'em out, go

The ambiance made the water silky though

I lit up a L, taste the smell, I felt suspense for no one

At any second we could disrespect it (get away from the rails, man)

So who the fuck try to check me?

(woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, easy, easy, easy,

yo)

Pulled the Gillette, yo chill, kids in here

Wizards is here, couple rich mommies was peeping my clothes

Yo, blunt me though

Shit’s Balmain, fresh from the Baltic Centre

They sniffing coke like it’s a violent winter

Assassin brigade,, we all of that

Black cards, a couple paisanos

Gold malanos, Voltron wranglers

Rally near the back of the condos

I guess the holla’s on, watch me perform

A young thoroughbreded, get it on

You know the Wu is here

Fix ya chair, I’mma style in these wears

Down a few beers

Fourty years of success, from rocking Gucci to Guess

What?

Yo, yo

Freeze, little nigga

Haha, yeah, nigga

Cheese, little nigga

Yo, yo (this nigga’s drinking too much, my nigga)

Word up, it’s real over here, kid

I heard about it, I heard about it, you heard about it?

Yeah, man

It’s the real, man