Ghostface Killah Album

From the blocking, to the dropping
I need a girl that's stacking and popping
When I come in late she's not clocking
Not in the crib throwing 'round pots and

Nice girl, that's clean, that was raised to cook
Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book
Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent

Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill?
Do you got what it take for you to fit in my wheel?
Would you bust that steel if niggas came to kill me
Protect that safe, baby, dag that's filthy

Whoa, somebody let her know up in here
He like Papa Smurf, I'm like Papa Bear
I'm just looking for a queen so I can rock her ear
Tell her P. Tone in here I got her locked this year

I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you
No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah
I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely
Them other bitches they not like me

You can have keys to the boat, money follow me
I got the cheese and the yolk, plus the juice
That's fresh squeeze with the pulp, mama got a big butt
Tiffany chain, the stones freeze in the throat

Love to hold my hand, stepping off planes from D.R.
Luggage with a big black tan
Whatcha gonna do? You or him, me or you?
Fucking with him you look mad pitiful

Boo, I'm not the type that be slobbing down hoochies
Looking at these hoes, eyes low like Droopy
Tugging on my jacket 'til the lights come on
We run trains on them bitches never ice they arm

That's a no, no, chicken heads looking for a come up
In the club oh my God, now they wanna run up
Nagging 'til the sun up, shut up, I'm not a double-up, boo
Go get your feet done, your toes 'cause they knuckles up

I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you
No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah
I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely
Them other bitches they not like me

Baby, baby, don't waste your towel
Looking any further 'cause the girl is ours
Holds it down for you, any place, any time
You already know, I'm the one, yeah, I'm that

Fly girl, rider, just say the word
Anything pop off, it's us against the world
Such a hood girl with that dirty loving
That'll make your toes curl

Yo, relax and chill analyze the story
Love your boy Tone got mass appeal
All them other little players ain't as half as real
They just wanna get up in you like Mass and Gill

But me I need a wisdom play it like wifey
Well mannered understand the kid and not bite me
All my real ladies put your hands up
Holla at your boy if you ain't a groupie right now stand up

I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you
No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah
I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely
Them other bitches they not like me

I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you
No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah
I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely
Them other bitches they not like me

(feat. Raheem "Radio" DeVaughn)

[Intro: Raheem DeVaughn]
This is a story of a player from the Island
That lost his way, such a price to pay
To, kiss those girls and make them cry
Kiss those girls and make them cry
To love, to lose, to plead for a do over
A do over, give me a do over, I want a do over
It's that Radio Raheem and Ghostface Killah

[Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn]
If you know how much time tonight, I miss you like all the time
And if you don't wanna see me, fine
A good girl's hard to find, so maybe in due time
Can I get a do over? Can I get a do over?

[Ghostface Killah:]
Aiyo, I used to get a threesome, every other weekend
Cheated on my girl til we nearly stopped speaking
She broke down and cried, and it hurts so bad
Her friends went and told her I was a brand new dad
Of course, she knows now, I ain't used no bag
My excuses, I couldn't cum like that
She warned me of days like this, if this should happen
She'll be out, and we'll be the ones, sharing the napkin
Silly dilly me, didn't follow the instructions
Don't bring nothing home, I don't wanna hear nothing
But brought to the world, innocent, two month old
Little girl, but what am I to do? Yo, I lost my boo
It's like being kicked out the group and lost my crew
Throwing the baby up to someone I hardly knew
Nah that shit don't add up, what am I to do, yo, I lost my jewel

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah:]
Aiyo, I wrote this right here, on the bus to Riker's
Right next to the thieves, the cons, the lifers
For mad years, you held you down, I'm a overwhelmed in pain
And the worst time to leave you, now
I'm sorry, please forgive me, the streets caught me
I appreciate your concern and support for me
Most important, your honesty and trust, your heart's incredible
This the truth spilling out of my guts
If I, would of took the chance to see
What was place right in front of my face
For sure, nine out of ten times
My accent's wouldn't allow me to be so naive
And blind, to carry out these mistakes
I'm cheating, running around, blasting my gun
For me, my rep on the streets like touching a son
You like a fingerprint, I never find a match like you
Thanks for your patience, you find a man, I hope it's true

[Chorus]

[Hook: Raheem DeVaughn]
She was screaming out the window, I was walking up the block
Throwing out my Timbos, and all my clothes
She said, if my, apoligies
She said, the lost won't fit those
And I said, baby, now let me explain
I know I had fucked up, it was a one time thing
So take all the time you need in this life
And if you let me do it over, I promise to do it right

[Chorus]

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]
Hello baby, I'm sorry for everything that just been going on lately
You know, I've kinda been stressed out
I've been thinking about the things I did to you lately and
Not listening when you was telling me to chill
Now I wind up in here, it's like
You remember, listen boo, listen
The way you rub my face, the way you talk to me
The way you look at me, I know ain't no girl in the world gon' ever give me that
Like the way you gave it to me
So right now I'm pleading, and this is my word on everything
I'm on my knees, babe, just take me back, give me one chance
I'm asking for a do over...

(feat. Raheem "Radio" DeVaughn)

[Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn]
If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Yeah... yeah...

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, aiyo, I ran up on the corner, poppa warned her 'what'
She pulled her shirt down, smiled, trying to hide her butt
I said 'Nah, baby girlfriend, you ain't gotta do that'
Hope you ain't the anorexic type, trying to lose that
Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls, braids
I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs
We can sail it out, five nights, six days
Boat cruise, wardrobe flights, everything's paid
If I'm aggressive, just pardon my gangsta
I just wanna get to know you, get to show you
The way I move, that's part of my gangsta
Like art, yo, I can sit you down and paint cha
Plus my stove game's up, no red meat, but having you
In my cypher right now, makes me feel complete
Like a baby going night-night, sucking on his baby bottle
You in a class by yourself, all them chicks follow

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yeah, yo, she cook and clean, matter fact she saved my life
When I'm outdoor, she check and see if I'm alright
I'm OK, babe, how you? I'm alright
Just that the baby's kicking, I want some Popeye chicken
And my back kinda hurt from the way I was sitting
Hurry home so you can rub my big belly and kiss it
And I need some, don't be fresh, girl
You know I can't help it, baby, it stay wet, girl
Yeah, that's my joy, love, strawberry shortcake
Leave me weak in the knees where I can't even walk straight
That's the reason I got two court dates
Grown nigga like me let his thing blaze for that
I was raised in the Stat', that's my word
I pluck something if you fuck with my bat
And my name ring round the way, girl, she the sweetest thing
I love you Starks, writing hearts in between our names

[Chorus]

[Interlude: Raheem DeVaughn]
Mr. Producer, drop the beat right here, now
Ghostface Killah, let me talk to them
Radio Raheem

[Hook: Raheem DeVaughn]
I will be the sweetest thing you've ever known
Like a kiss on a, collarbone
I wanna be ya, best friend, your homey and your king
And bring to fruition, all of your dreams
And so you're having my baby
So stay forever my lady, like Jodeci
Now, push (push) harder (harder)
I'd rather you be wifey, than to be a baby father

[Chorus x2]

Hook:
Dont be surprised when you see me around town walking around with my head hung down

3 x's: Im so lonely

Dont be surprised if you see me on the train like a homeless man whose lost his way

3 x's: Im so lonely

Verse 1 Jack Night:

On this cold pavement I feel like laying in the middle of the street and just saying I cant take it, I wont make it, too much weight on my shoulders and my kids getting older, so long ive been strong, Ive been crying all week since youve been gone and as the tears roll down my eyes, antother happy young couple walks by, yea

Hook:
Dont be surprised when you see me around town walking around with my head hung down

3 x's: Im so lonely

Dont be surprised if you see me on the train like a homeless man whose lost his way

3 x's: Im so lonely

[Intro: girl]
Mmm, oh, ugh, put it in
Yeah

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
You can put my, dick in your mouth and play with my nuts
But before I bust, babe, I think I'll cum in your butt
I got my, gun on the floor and I'm ready to fuck
Like it's nothing, it's nothing

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo my, face is wet, got hair on my tongue
Cause I'm a greedy nigga, absorb pussy juice like a sponge
Feel the pretty warm dick, rub it on your clit
Oh, right before I bust, I spray it on your tits
Switch you over, throw you to the side with one leg up
See the head slide in your hole, he stay up
Dick all shiny, helmet head bulging, smack it on your tooshie
When I hear the *click*click* it's wet and it's gooshy
From behind, I'm a master mind, hundred fast ones
And slow it up, because I know how to fuck
Keep your pussy right there, don't move, ooh
Holla at your boy, baby, do what it do
I love fucking you, your pussy's the bomb (yeah)
Think about fucking this shit all day when I'm gone
Get up, suck that dick, spit on it, slob on that shit
More bubbles at the knob of that shit
It's my word, you'se a whore, taste good, right?
Turn around, get on all four
(You pulling my hair) Shut the fuck up
(Why you fucking me like that?) Shut the fuck up
This ain't no R&B dick, this hood
My slow jam dick is on Thursday's, if my sugar high
My dick don't get up, you know I'm the best
Just, shut your mouth up like you under arrest
I'm ready to cum (you ready to cum)
Yeah, keep it right (oh my gosh, my pussy is numb)
OK, just rub it up against your hole
Put your thumb in your mouth, and fuck me real slow
Look at me, yeah, baby, I'm a let that go
Tell me you love me (I love you, baby) Oh oh

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (girl)]
Oh shit, don't touch me, don't touch me
I said don't touch me, chill
Let me get a cigarette (you don't smoke, nigga)
Oh yeah, I forgot (haha) I love when you fuck me like that
I'm a go put up some work at the studio, though
But when I get back, have a little nurse outfit on
With the hat to the side, so I can bend you over
In that little desk we got in the room
In your thigh highs, word up, and I'm a stop at the Adell store
And get one of them little screaming O's
So you can sit your little clit on it and just
Let it buzz off all day (yeah) Knowhatimsaying, ma?
I'm a get the nine and move

[Intro: sample (Ghostace Killah)]
Stay, a little longer (come here, ma, stay for a little while)
(I know you gotta go home soon, but)
I know you have to go home to him (time just flies everytime I get with you)

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, boo, I want you to say, fall back
Put your slippers on, have a seat, give me your leg
I got the baby oil warmed up, Dreamgirls DVD
Stagger Lee swine, could you stay mine, pretty please?
I"m begging you, girl, but time fly since 2 o'clock, boom
I turn around it's like 12 on the dot
What am I to do? Your steeze got a live nigga wanting you
Around the way girl, that's why I don't mind sporting you

[Interlude: sample (Ghostface Killah)]
Someone who loves you, only half as much as I do
(He don't love you, he don't love like I love you, boo)
(He's not even close)

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, he don't really love you like I do
Kiss your feet, make love to you, like I do
Wake you up, in the night tank and surprise you
Cross my heart, swear, put my hand on the bible
I'm not a cold blooded killa, baby, I cry to
The best thing for me is when I'm laying beside you
Turn you over, open up, get up inside you
He a woman beater, no doubt, and he lies too

[Interlude: sample (Ghostface Killah)]
Stay, a little longer (please, baby, just one last time)
I know you have to go home to him (I know you got to bring it out, though)

[Ghostface Killah:]
When you leave I get aggy, I don't know how to act
The reality settle with a punch and a smack
When I know that you with him, you ain't calling me back
It be that thing down there, that got me way off track

[Interlude: sample (Ghostface Killah)]
Someone, who loves you (I'm telling you)
(His heart ain't even nowhere near it as mines be)
Only half as much as I do (come on, trust me on this)

[Ghostface Killah:]
If it's like that, fuck that nigga, he a clown
He don't know what he got, let that bastard suffer
I sent you roses, Donna Karen bags from Paris
He can't match my one, son, he'll be embarrased

[Interlude: sample (Ghostface Killah)]
Stay, a little longer (all I wanna do is take you out tonight)
(Go to clubs that's popping)
I know you have to go home to him (come on, let's go get our one-two
On, come on)

[Ghostface Killah:]
Aiyo, baby, don't leave, cause the club is popping
We got grandma yay, plus the tunes is knocking
On the dance floor, I'm sweating my ass off
Imagining us in deep lust, how you look with your pants off
My one-two step, your dress is so spun
And your neck smell good, look cute when you chewing your gum and
From the womb to the tomb, you're blessed with a killa walk
You don't have to give me none, it's ight, we'll talk

[Outro: sample]
Someone who loves you
Only half as much as I do

Ay yo, yea her face glows like it was exposed to sun light
she's happy, her hair and toe nails is done right
the smell of her fragrance baffled my nostrils

(feat. Fabolous)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Fuck... fuck is these niggas at, man

(Aiyo, hello?) Aiyo, bring that shit (what happen, son?)
That's my word, yo, these niggas is fronting out here (where at, where you at?)
I'm in Jersey, you know where the fuck I'm at, nigga, I'm in Jersey
(Aight, so, what happen though, man, what happen?) I need that shit
I tell you when you get here, don't even worry about that shit
(Aight yo, I'll be right there, man) Just hurry the fuck up, bring
That big joint
(That's my word) Yeah (one) Yeah

[Ghostface Killah:]
In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling
Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling
Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas
I walk to the house in paisley robes and Ferragamo loafers
And Iron Chef just season the salmon
It's coming down pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad
I'm on the couch hitting the chalice
Checking my textes and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a callus
I stood up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my watch
Where the, fuck is my wife, it's 12 o'clock on the dot
Very impatient, I'm getting nervous, can't stop pacing
My heart's racing, her Nextel don't get no service
Damn, all this over a gallon of milk
Something, happened to her, somebody wig'll get peeled
Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at Keeba house
Her birthday's today, we both bought her jeans and a blouse
Since 7 o'clock, she been gone for Owls
Jetted up the steps to the master suite, checked the shower
Nope, all that is there is towels and soap
Stomach is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat
Found a phonebook with mad names, looked down
Bow, there go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the bitch on speaker
And bluntly adressed her, 'where's my girl? ' (Yeah, she ain't out here)
(Last time I seen her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga)
Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a shot of Henn')
(Lately she work out by 10, I told her, bitch, buy a Benz)
(Or even shot a car, I'm getting me some Advil)
(Show these muthafuckas, how Keeba love to drive stick)
I snatched up my raincoat, the grass was soaked
Under the bed in the guest house, where I keep my toast
I yelled to the Chef, yo, watch for Kayla, check the pool and the bowling alley
If anything, just hit my cellular
Hopped in the go cart, the yard is dark, I'm bugging
Few feet from the guest house, is where I parked
Hope she's OK, is what I say in my heart
But something don't feel right, so is what I'm saying to God
As I got closer, something ain't kosher
I heard a bunch of squeaky sounds from the house, I don't think I'm suppose to
Is this the end, of the Starks regime?
Let me find out somebody on my ground, yo, is pounding my queen

[door slowly opens]

[Ghostface Killah (Fabolous) {Shareefa}:]
Yo, I'm a kill, yo! (Hold on, cause)
{Baby, let me explain, you over reacting, that's not what it was}
Shut the fuck up, you got caught moaning with your legs up
Eyes all red, what? Did ya'll just blaze up?
Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, lift the mattress
Aimed the biscuit at both of them bastards
What ya'll excuse now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop)
(Her dude mad strict, that's why we up in the spot)
(And yo, this little trick of yours, bought me a ten G watch)
He reached down for his drawers, that's' when I let off a shot
Back the fuck up, snatched his covers
Had 'em looking like the black Adam & Eve, some sinful lovers
(Chill, Tone, put the gun down) How you know my name, son?
{Hold on, let me explain} Yo, ya'll two is done
(Just let me put my drawers, get dressed, before I get rocked)
(Cause real talk, is looking like you trynna let off that glock)
Yeah, you right, you look familiar, you put my cable in, right?
The FiOS nigga, and you fucking my wife?
(Yeah, I put that cable in, nigga, we both got caught)
(And she a triflyn ass chick, don't act like it's all my fault)
{Baby, no} Mind your business
(Now Kayla, don't stop him, let the sucker do what he do)
(He touch me, and he finished)

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (Fabolous)]
What, nigga, hold that, eat it
(Oh shit, what the fuck) You forgot your drawers
And your little tools, nigga
You FiOS mustache wearing muthafucka, I got you nigga
(Fuck you, nigga, I'm a see you nigga)
(Fucker, fuck) That's why you dive out the window
On some Jim Kelly, shit, nigga, fuck that

Fuck... fuck is these niggas at, man

All I'm sayin', come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waitin'
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know

Yo boo, let's cut the crap, you know we like each other
I been wanting you bad, yo, that's word to my mother
I know you got a man and I'm involved
But we can play this right, if we shuffle the cards

I've been wanting you for mad years, when the elevators broke
I run and help you with your bags upstairs
I was scoping you out, today you was late to leave by 8
With no time to be at work at 9

She'll be back by 6, son pissed you off I know
When I spoke, yo, you didn't say shit
But still you was looking mad cute to me
With your lips poked out being rude to me

You're still sexy, luscious and all them words
Only girl in the building with a full length fur
Had no choice to raise and press up explain how I feel
It's only your love I want the best of

All I'm sayin', come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waitin'
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know

I had a dream, yo, I seen you on the laundry mat
Folding your clothes by the dryer, my drawers is wet
So you passed me a Bounce one fell when I bend down
And got up you start tonguing me down

Butterflies ran across my stomach
Didn't wanna put the fire out 'cause goddamn, I love it
Moved the basket out the way, cleared the table
Laid you down, my mouth slid past your navel

Your feet had knocked over the Clorox bleach
Held my head closer to you when my tongue got deep
I'm saying we both of those, this how I feel
If you don't want a part of me, it's no big deal

But ma, I'm not here to game you, babe, I'm going on vibes
Somewhere inside I know you feel the same
It's alright tho you look like you know how to get it
Here take my keys come upstairs in a minute

All I'm sayin', come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waitin'
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know

Let's stop fakin', let's just go get naked
No more discussion, we can get to kiss and huggin'
My premonition told me I got what you're missin'
So let's stop playin', baby girl, that's all I'm

All I'm sayin', come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waitin'
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know

All I'm sayin', come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waitin'
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know

All I'm sayin', come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waitin'
I can't take it, let's stop playin'
Oh, you know, you know

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yeah, aiyo it's 4 in the morning, I decide to turn over
Pull down your little red drawers and start to kiss you all over
You hope it ('last, forever') I know baby, I hope it ('last, forever')
So I, took off my paisley pajamas I got from St. Thomas
Yo, I love you so much, so let me pay homage
And if you do, yo I promise never break a promise
So can I give you the honors my little Pocahontas?
Play by play, Miss Camay
You like a Zales Diamond in the window, right on display
You just a shining, precised in every curve you cut
And for your daddy, yo, you never have to tuck in your gut
Because I love it like that, stretchmark fat, plus let me show my crunches
To burn it off, just lay right on your back
And let me do my love dance, I pop it to the left
I pop it to the right, I get it all night, come on

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Them other chicks must hail to the queen, as I
Put them dudes straight up and check, cause the queen is mine
(Last, forever, last, forever)
We can be broke, holes in our coat, even still we shine
We got each other through the bad and the best of time
(Last, forever, last, forever)

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, yo, I'm lost in love, with nowhere to go
She says I'm a pain in the ass, boy, get to the store
She can say that, cause we best friends, we play together
She carry my left rib, therefore we pray together
Bury me on top of her, in our graves together
Cause when she feel pain, I know how to make it better
Talks, some long walks, communication in parks
Understand what she's going through, our listen was smarts
Especially when she's on her friend, I be hoping it leave
I have to bite my tongue, just to keep from arguing
Six days of that is like, who let the monster in
After it's finished then, I can get on top again
Shorty girl's my oxygen, never catch her gossiping
Look it ya'll, this my flower, she gon' keep on blossiming
Long as she is mine, and I am her, we gon' ride the wind
This lady here is all for me, I never have to lock her in

[Chorus]

I could be your friend, I could be your tease
I can be a freak, I can be a PYT
If you ask, I'll be that

I could be your girl, I could be your wife
I complete your side, I could be watching me
If you ask, I'll be that

I'll be your homey, lover, friend
I'll be your everything
If you ask, I'll be that

Say you want me, I'll come running
I can be your baby
Just you ask, I'll be that

My girl, my love, come through, rescue me
Throw me on the bed, no clothes, wrestle me
After smashing that, then will you cook for me
Promise I won't hit you, you don't have to be shook of me

Washing my boxers, shirts folded nice and creased
Plus when we argue, she will never pull a beast
Clap for my baby, award winning, best nookie
I been in the whole wide world, that's why I stay spending

I could be your friend, I could be your tease
I can be a freak, I can be a PYT
If you ask, I'll be that

I could be your girl, I could be your wife
I complete your side, I could be watching me
If you ask, I'll be that

I'll be your homey, lover, friend
I'll be your everything
If you ask, I'll be that

Say you want me, I'll come running
I can be your baby
Just you ask, I'll be that

I want you in a scarf, boy shorts around the house
Wife beater, undercover, sitting on the couch
Isley's is playing, lights dim, vanilla candles is melting
It's a long time, don't let no one else in

Fresh out the tub, sweetness and peaches
Body work splash around your neck, the kid admire all your features
Niggas be hollering, peace ma, what up boo?
You suck your teeth and keep it moving with the screw, yes

I could be your friend, I could be your tease
I can be a freak, I can be a PYT
If you ask, I'll be that

I could be your girl, I could be your wife
I complete your side, I could be watching me
If you ask, I'll be that

I'll be your homey, lover, friend
I'll be your everything
If you ask, I'll be that

Say you want me, I'll come running
I can be your baby
Just you ask, I'll be that

Happy birthday, red roses, big cakes
Donna Karen slippers, got your birthday gift by the lake
Big boats, thick ropes, ostrich purses
Snakeskin boots, Jared Jewelers, the mink cost mad loot

Ski trips, resorts, close your eyes, baby, make a wish
Blow your cake out, earrings is snowflaked out
Will you marry me? Will you carry me?
Through rain, hail, sleet and snow, don't say no, you'll embarrass me

I could be your friend, I could be your tease
I can be a freak, I can be a PYT
If you ask, I'll be that

I could be your girl, I could be your wife
I complete your side, I could be watching me
If you ask, I'll be that

I'll be your homey, lover, friend
I'll be your everything
If you ask, I'll be that

Say you want me, I'll come running
I can be your baby
Just you ask, I'll be that

I'll be that, baby
I'll be that, I'll be that

This gonna be one of them shits right here, boy
Yeah baby, let's do it

Oh shit, look at miss thing, you done grew into a stallion
Girl and still don't got no ring?
Back then, you was a lot younger, now you older
Broke my heart on what you had in the stroller

On the low, that could of been me, huggie down
Fly and handsome, talk about little Starsky
With little Barkley's, little car seat
Two years later here comes little Sharneese

I'm saying, are you involved, what's up with you?
And where homeboy at? Oh word, ya'll through?
Eff him, you know how I do, when I come through
Shut the whole block down like I got something to prove

But um, besides the lane, you look the same
Still blowing beauty marks, sitting under your bang
Ankle bracelets that Donna Kay shit
I saw one rope for your throat, yo, it cost about 8 chips

Hoodrats, they be wearing that fake shit
Like her, she wear the same bag, like it ain't shit
Pardon me, excuse my French
Just read my lips, girl, everything's me

He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha

He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner

Look around everybody sipping on rosette
All in our business they wanna be nosey
He's with her, gonna be all in the streets like a Jeep tomorrow
Don't worry, let's breeze the bar
And in case I ain't tell you those jeans is hard

And those is the snitches, mean mugging, can't fight
Run into the police, fuck them niggas
I pull out like a tooth when the back is rotten
Finish 'em off like your menstrual after you spotting

Ghost can't complain, 5'6", swinging those hips
And my miss got me wanting to sing
Walking down the street, watching ladies
I go by watching you, watching you
I want you like if I ain't got nothing to do

He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha

He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner

Somebody better call the cops
'Cause if that thing cock back it's gon' pop
Once me stop moving it ain't gon' stop
Whatever that girl wants you know she got shopping

Somebody better check the swag
We rack up and never check the tags
We just stuffed it all in the bag
Oh, you mad? Well, too bad

He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha

He's a goner, hey, you just say the word, baby girl, I'm on that
Hey, anything you need, anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha, anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl, I gotcha
He's a goner

(feat. Ron Browz)

[Intro: Ron Browz]
Ether Boy, Def Jam, Ghostface, Ron Browz
Oh, oh, oh

[Ghostface Killah:]
It's no special when them shots go down
You can catch one in the gut, and go down
The silencers work to muffle that sound
Snuck through tools and on the low down
Gangstas give it up, what
Big cups of Goose stay filled-it up, we stay four wheeled-it up
I would talk to shorty but her ass ain't big enough
Her friends look like the type that'll just give it up
From abyss to gecko, stay bumrushing them hoes like Joe Klecko
It's hard to get a ticket like the Funkmaster Flex show
Even fat girls get twist into pretzels, Toney Starks special

[Chorus: Ron Browz]
She's a killer (oh) she's a killer (oh)
She's a killer, mami, you'se a killer
She's a killer (oh) she's a killer (oh)
She's a killer, shorty, you'se a killer
Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, ain't nobody realer
Oh, you got a man, I'm a steal ya, oh, my ice is iller
Yeah, we drinking Patron and, put your number in my phone and
Ain't trying to take you home and, we partying to the morning
Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning
Oh, to the morning, to, to the morning
Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning
Oh, oh, we partying to the morning

[Ghostface Killah:]
My co-defendant, her name's Alexis
Niggas get caught up by the side of her breastses
She'll murder you while eating your breakfast
You'll die wanting to try how good her sex is
Baby's shit wiggle like J-Lo, her thing so good
Before you hit it, you be having to pray, yo
Don't wanna bust fast, best be on your J-O
She strictly dickly, don't go both ways, yo
She independant and she fly
Bout 5'5, 5'6, bout yay high
Button-up pink boss shirt, blue necktie
Every nigga in the club wanna eat that thigh
Surprise she stay on her toes like a prized ballerina
She tight, her stomping grounds is out in Medina
This pretty thing handle her biz, she carry those things
Ready to die like she related to B.I.G.

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah (Shawn Wigs):]
Everybody's acting like they killing the town
(Pardon me lord, I was sipping that brown)
This goes for the rappers, non-gun clappers
Yo, Wigs, get the cameras these is a bunch of actors (action)
Yet, my heat sing like Shirley Caesar
You can come test me at, your own leisure
I'm ballin', gettin' Arab money and I pop champagne
And go hit shorty, shaking that thang, cause

[Chorus]

Damn, damn, ma, we ain't even have to go through it like that
It wasn't even, even that big, man
You know, nah, it's ight though

But anyway, yo, let me get that coat, let me get those jeans
And let me get that rock on your finger, oh, it's stuck?
Then I'll take the whole finger then, man
Let me get those bags from Paris and the puppies is staying, yo

Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Okay, girl)
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that

Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(Okay, girl)
Yo, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that, no

Aiyo, I should just bark on you, burn your car on you
'Cuz I'm too much man, to leave a mark on you
You'se a bird you know that, giving that man
Ten points, like he about to blow that

He probably did, you swallow his kids?
In and out of jail, he a snail, he wasn't wilding on bids
In the summertime, I broke his jaw, had to do it to him
Quick, old fashion in the back of the mall

Me and him had 'mos forever like I'm supposed to put him on
When he came home and told on Trevor
Had to bang on homey, ear blocks, out in spots
Throwing them shots, like ?Nigga, you know me?

Stop fronting for them niggas out, side like you really ride
And you a silly chick, thought you was really live
But I guess I was wrong, I'ma holla at dog
And rip his head off, word get this on

Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Okay, girl)
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that

Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(Okay, girl)
Yo, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that, no

Aiyo, I thought we was iller than that
All them kisses and love you's, when Jake came, you hid my packs
It was time a brotha went to war, vests banged up
Staining in the kitchen, yo, holding a four

Sweatin' and breathing, bounced out of town for a weekend
Heard you had homey in the passenger seating
Honey, look, I'm a monster don, I do monster things
That's why I put your ass under my arm

Fucking with him can bring bodily harm
And where you gonna hide in the streets when the body is gone?
If it's one thing I learned that, never trust a female
On no scale, you just confirmed that

Bounce to your momma house, pack your shit
I don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick
Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you
My girl cousins, they gon' rock you

Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Okay, girl)
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that

Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(Okay, girl)
Yo, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that, no

Shorty, what is you thinking 'bout?
Didn't I put you down?
Flyest whips, rollin' 'round like, yeah
That's the bosses chick, on the side

I might've had, one or two
Them silly broads wasn't nothing on you
Rolling with him, try'na get revenge
That watcha just don't do

Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Okay, girl)
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that

Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(Okay, girl)
Yo, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that, no

Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Okay, girl)
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that

Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(Okay, girl)
Yo, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that, no

[Incomprehensible]