The only that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that ever please 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 makin' her crazy She know my style wavy, I'm her Mercedes Father, was a preacher, I'm almost certain he hates me But he ain't gotta me and look, his baby is grown And she on her own who resides on the throne I'm her king, she my queen, we keep it in the zone And she the fact that I'm even right when I'm wrong When she was in church, I was playin' in dirt 100, I admit that we both was playin' at first When attract, I ain't always sayin' it works I'm sayin' ain't no use in me strayin', that make it worse It's Wu-Tang, baby, my bang And she's the preacher's daughter, I call her my boo thang And we tighter than shoestrings, or 10 grand in bands Man, sometimes I tell your just don't understand
Yo, you mean Pastor Brown's The preacher, the rich slave-maker of the I used to see her Sundays from church We to kick it at her window when her pops at work Yo, her didn't play She couldn't even come out to 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 streets foul She married to a man, but she's crushin' his now See her in the market place and boisterous tight spandex on, chokin' her oysters She a in the form of a goddess Never virtuous or modest, poison the is the vessel, turn brother against brother Man, how she molest you That's why the preacher man prolly a too Cause the fruit that she devourin' is sin around righteous people Black widow, preacher's daughter to eat you
The girl 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 only girl that could please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man
I met her on the bus stop with black why she said she don't fuck with black guys I her up, fed her all my wisdom Her father spit the gospel but she never the vision Brutal ass whoopins, always these evictions So she only fuck with thugs that'll up in the system Them bastards quick to squeeze a ratchet Never the science of virtue, Ecclesiastes Like, a for peace, a time for war A time to laugh though, she never felt God Eternal love that'll pop like a kernel, this is folk talk me and her, it don't concern you
The only girl could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man The girl that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man