smooth sailing (remix) - meth · ghost · rae lyrics
[verse 1: ghostface k!llah]
yo, behind those mahogany walls
indoor pools with steel doors, flipping eggs over in my silk drawers
while i’m charging my cell, sparking the l
baby mother reading my mail, just that they switched seats
to another jail, and his banger is old fire
he’s locked up with them dudes from the f-cking wire
that’s when i p-ssed her the bone, started to cough
and flossed all through the house, robe on, ruger out
homebuyers see the sign, yeah ya’ll, i’m moving out
in front of the crib, n-ggas flipped, i had to shoot it out
thirty g, living room sets, porcelain plates
with big giant wall units, even the front gr-ss
saw your boy doing it, tone stark he’ll never fall
i even put work in, under the floor
in the box with the ox, and my skeleton jaw
tell ’em soldiers i’m in the bush if the president call
[chorus: solomon childs]
get ’em, the’ll be nothing but smooth sailing
when the heat shot, now your crew’s bailing
i refuse to bow down, refuse to lay down
go five and turn, to let the biz, all i found
[verse 2: method man]
man i thought we told ya’ll n-ggas before, wu-tang is for the children
p.o.’s violate your dirty urine
these dealers in the lobby of my building, ice grilling
i don’t catch cold to catch feelings
i put in that work, then catch millions
if that don’t work, back to stealing
sn-tch me a purse, and stack reel in
meth, i’m that dealing, millionaire, slash chameleon
i mastered the juks, one of my n-ggas masta, k!lling
spray shots, clap civilians at the dinner table
all for the love of crack dealing
once again the fatal, blind guillotine, for nickels
paper rob me able, my woman is all prenatal
i got mouths to feed, n-gga, and i’m the hand that rocks the cradle
just like hova, but i ain’t trying to ‘roc’ the label
i’m a soldier, i stay on job, lee iacocca
honey’s wanna f-ck and the industry f-cks ’em over
[chorus: solomon childs]
get ’em, the’ll be nothing but smooth sailing
when the heat shot, now your crew’s bailing
i refuse to bow down, refuse to lay down
go five and turn, to let the biz, all i found
[verse 3: streetlife]
i got my ghostface on, cuz i’m a k!llah
i live the streetlife, why, i’m that n-gga
label me a beast, call me u-godzilla
when i rumble in the jungle, i go gorilla
step on the set, inspectah deck you
dead in your face, straight rzarect you
you highly mistaken, i’m hotter than satan
catch me in the kitchen with blood on chef apr-n
i’m known to, cap a don, big gun in my palm
i’m like my arm is gone, plus i masta the k!ll
give you something, you can really feel
got many methods to k!ll a man, if it’s real, you real
the world’s worse like dirt mcgirt
f-ck a b-tch raw dog, then dig in her purse
yeah that boy’s a g*nius, i stay fresh like i’m straight out the cleaners
i walk hard like a criminal, holding my p-n-s
[chorus: solomon childs]
get ’em, the’ll be nothing but smooth sailing
when the heat shot, now your crew’s bailing
i refuse to bow down, refuse to lay down
go five and turn, to let the biz, all i found
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