ghostface - ghostface killah lyrics
[chorus: female singer (ghostface killah)]
ghostface… (yo, yo who’s the boss when it comes to these songs?)
ghostface… (what ya’ll talkin’ bout… i can’t hear ya’ll!)
ghostfaaaaaaaace!! (a little louder)
ghostface…
[ghostface killah]
yo, you can catch me in z-no’s on a friday night
or at the emmy’s, bentley’s, roll royce, all white
fresh kicks, star studded up
a ounce of gertest to hold me til them theodore and deini’s roll up
soak my hands in olive oil, loyal to each, diamond
shoot out the clock while i’m killin’ timin’
eight-mill just to resign me
my b-tches go crazy and pull they hair out when they can’t find me
it’s like, all he say.. mr., mr., d.j.
bring it back like an instant replay
please, get these wack records off of me
i can’t breath, ashtma pump so i could stop the weez
it’s like they love garbage (yeah), for god’s sake, i’m the real artist
hear they songs, dumb n-gg-s father’s
under my wing like sanford and son
weird sons, i’m a big gun, like big pun, big l and jason
[chorus]
[ghostface killah]
i’m like a green and white kickball, i bounce
spin off walls and cars, the wizard of clarks, tony oz
in the third grade, i bagged penny
well b-tter on your burns, guess daddy was concerned like many
now daddy’s blowin’ ‘sherm and remi
on the road toll up, bust the promoter so i can sh-t in denny’s
this is tone-tana, spangled banded with four hammers
bangles get tangled and they cause manners
money, don’t stop, get it, get it, i’m not finished with it
menaced out, tell your click that dennis did it
rock them boats and i copped them ropes
resurging the mics, i deal with only knives and throats
hold my tongue around fake n-gg-s
look at ’em sideways and pull my trees
ask me to hit it, i’m like, n-gg- please, f-ck outta here!
f-ck war with n-gg-s, facin’ me, f-ckas, step up the gear
[hook: ghostface killah]
ghost dough and spend it though
plus got the pen exposed
countin’ mad money and sheep, god d-mn
take a look at the radio, sh-t soundin’ shady, yo
everything i’m hearin’ is weak
we got them long biscuits, long clip sh-t
run for the hills and re-charge your sh-t
come back if you think that you are-are do-do-do-don!
[chorus]
[outro: woman]
the dopest, flyest, o.g., pimp, hustler
gangsta, playa, hardcore m-th-f-cka living today…
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