The only girl that could please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that ever please me Was the of a preacher man
Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm to make her my baby Might even make a baby, the makin' her crazy She my style wavy, I'm circlin' her Mercedes Father, father was a preacher, I'm certain he hates me But he gotta 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 it right in the zone And she understands the fact that I'm right when I'm wrong When she was prayin' in church, I was in dirt That's 100, I 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 rubber Man, sometimes I your parents just don't understand
Yo, you mean Pastor Brown's The preacher, the rich of the poorer? I used to see her Sundays from church We used to it at her window when her pops at work Yo, her parents didn't She couldn't even out to play on a school 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 illegitimate 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 loud and boisterous With tight spandex on, chokin' her She a seductress in the of a goddess virtuous or modest, poison the part is Breakin' the vessel, turn brother brother Man, that's how she 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 please me Was the daughter of a man 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 daughter of a man
I met her on the bus stop with eyes That's why she said she don't fuck with guys I cleaned her up, fed her all my Her spit the gospel but she never caught the vision Brutal ass whoopins, always facin' evictions So she only fuck with that'll wind up in the system greasy bastards quick to squeeze a ratchet Never the science of virtue, Ecclesiastes Like, a time for peace, a for war A time to laugh though, she never God before Eternal love pop like a kernel, this is grown folk talk Between me and her, it don't you
The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man The only that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man