The only that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the of a preacher man
Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm 'bout to her my baby Might even make a baby, the thesis makin' her She know my style wavy, I'm circlin' her Father, father was a preacher, I'm certain he hates me But he ain't gotta me and look, his baby is grown And she decides on her own who on the throne I'm her king, she my queen, we keep it in the zone And she understands the fact that I'm even right I'm wrong When she was in church, I was playin' in dirt That's 100, I admit we both was playin' at first When opposites attract, I always sayin' it works I'm just ain't no use in me strayin', that make it worse It's Wu-Tang, baby, my crew And she's the preacher's daughter, I just her my boo thang And we tighter than shoestrings, or 10 grand in bands Man, sometimes I tell parents just don't understand
Yo, you mean Brown's daughter? The preacher, the rich slave-maker of the I used to see her Sundays comin' from We used to it at her window when her pops at work Yo, her parents play She couldn't even come out to play on a day Thought she was gonna give me some on April day (But no, no way) nah, (no, no-no, no-no, way)
The preacher's daughter, she an child She know the word, but she be in them streets foul She to a man, but she's crushin' his brother now See her in the market place loud and With spandex on, chokin' her oysters She a seductress in the of a goddess virtuous or modest, poison the part is Breakin' the vessel, turn against brother Man, how she molest you That's why the man prolly a mess too the fruit that she devourin' is evil Never sin around righteous Black widow, daughter comin' to eat you
The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the of a preacher man The girl that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The girl that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man
I met her on the bus stop with eyes That's why she said she fuck with black guys I cleaned her up, fed her all my Her father the gospel but she never caught the vision Brutal ass whoopins, always these evictions So she only fuck with that'll wind up in the system Them greasy bastards quick to squeeze a Never the science of virtue, Ecclesiastes Like, a time for peace, a for war A time to laugh though, she never felt God Eternal love that'll pop like a kernel, this is grown folk Between me and her, it don't you
The only girl that ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The girl that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man