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Tommy Mottola, on the road
He lost his lady, two ago
Maybe he'll find her, maybe he
Oh that love

Brothers try to pass me, but none match me
No girl can freak me, I'm just too
Lost on the dance floors, I attack
Snuck through the back door, guess who they
Goldie and Ghost, African Rose
Star-studded low lenses, plus the was dope
W-B's, STOP! (Shake your body, body)
And cop a of these (She's a hottie, hottie)

and Chauncey, very upset
They're sick and tired of living in
Tired of and tired of rats
I know are over

One in the head, I'm fed, this is how we
Put a Ruff Rider on my dick, bust through 'em
Come out your shirt, insert the rhyme
Fine Dr. Buzzard, Bacardi
We passin it, takes the shake Calvin Klein
the floor gets moist, taste and follow mine
Swallow nine, model from Bahamas
doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas

They'll take all your with a Colgate smile, hey baby
They'll love you one second, then hate you the
Oh ain't it baby, yeah
Tony's his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, (Blow 'em down God)
Now he's alone, he's just the of his throne (Yeah, aha)
will be my friend, Ghostface Killah (Truly yours, peace boo)