Ghostface, yo, yo who's the boss it comes to these songs? Ghostface, I can't y'all Ghostface, a little Ghostface, yeah,
Yo, you can me in Z-No's on a Friday night Or at the Emmy's, Bentley's, Roll Royce, all Fresh kicks, star up A ounce of Gertest to me 'til them Theodore and Deini's roll up
Soak my in olive oil, loyal to each, Diamond Shoot out the clock I'm killin' timin' Eight-mill just to me My bitches go crazy and they hair out when they can't find me
like, all he say, Mr., Mr. DJ Bring it back like an instant Please, get wack records off of me I can't breath, asthma pump so I could stop the
It's like they love garbage, yeah, for God's sake, I'm the artist they songs, dumb niggas father's Under my wing Sanford and Son sons, I'm a big gun like Big Pun, Big L and Jason
Ghostface, yo, yo who's the boss it comes to these songs? Ghostface, I can't ya'll Ghostface, a little
I'm a green and white kickball, I bounce Spin off walls and cars, the of Clarks, Tony Oz In the grade, I bagged Penny Well, butter on your burns, guess Daddy was concerned many
Now Daddy's 'Sherm and Remi On the road toll up, bust the so I can shit in Denny's This is Tone-Tana, spangled with four hammers Bangles get tangled and they manners
Money, don't stop, get it, get it, I'm not finished it Menaced out, tell your click that did it Rock them and I copped them ropes Resurging the mics, I deal only knives and throats
Hold my tongue around fake at 'em sideways and pull my trees Ask me to hit it, I'm like, nigga please, fuck here Fuck war with niggas, facin' me, fuckas, step up the
dough and spend it though Plus got the pen mad money and sheep, god damn Take a look at the radio, shit shady, yo
Everything I'm is weak We got them biscuits, long clip shit Run for the hills and recharge shit Come if you think that you are, are d-d-don
Ghostface, yo, yo who's the boss when it to these songs? Ghostface, I can't y'all Ghostface, a little