The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man The only girl could ever please me Was the of a preacher man
Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm 'bout to make her my Might make a baby, the thesis makin' her crazy She know my style wavy, I'm circlin' her Father, was a preacher, I'm almost certain he hates me But he ain't date 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 right in the And she understands the fact that I'm even when I'm wrong When she was prayin' in church, I was playin' in That's 100, I admit that we both was at first When opposites attract, I ain't always sayin' it I'm just sayin' ain't no use in me strayin', make it worse Wu-Tang, baby, my crew bang And she's the preacher's daughter, I call her my boo thang And we tighter shoestrings, or 10 grand in rubber bands Man, sometimes I tell your parents just don't
Yo, you Pastor Brown's daughter? The preacher, the slave-maker of the poorer? I to see her Sundays comin' from church We to kick it at her window when her pops at work Yo, her didn't play She even come out to play on a school day she was gonna give me some on April Fool's day (But no, no way) nah, (no, no-no, no-no, way)
The daughter, she an illegitimate child She know the word, but she be runnin' in them foul She to a man, but she's crushin' his brother now See her in the place loud and boisterous With spandex on, chokin' her oysters She a in the form of a goddess Never or modest, poison the part is Breakin' the vessel, turn against brother Man, that's how she you why the preacher man prolly a mess too Cause the fruit that she devourin' is Never sin around righteous Black widow, preacher's comin' to eat you
The only girl that could please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could please me Was the daughter of a man
I met her on the bus stop with eyes That's why she said she don't fuck black guys I her up, fed her all my wisdom Her spit the gospel but she never caught the vision ass whoopins, always facin' these evictions So she fuck with thugs that'll wind up in the system Them bastards quick to squeeze a ratchet Never knew the 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, is grown folk talk Between me and her, it don't you
The only girl that ever please me Was the daughter of a man The girl that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that ever please me Was the daughter of a man