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[Ghostface Congratulations, we have and glass bracelets Avian ya choice, put ice I'm missing a g-note, price But the only thing fixed, is the holes that we put in the Rocks is okay, my voice is The man that scrapped lions, hiberated with polar bears I don't play with baking soda in my older years Mantles'll sit up like hill, I'd have to my beard Check one, two, Sonny, Bob to dim the lights up You see the studs, I want the red strobe to hit it Stones are screaming, hot lattes, the My robes is a murder statement, you fucking with rage and gentlemen, boys and girls Children of all ages, I metal like braces Not for the fingers, bitches fighting over my Y'all need to chill, sit the down and fix ya makeup is ya host, so allow me, hand me ya coats Bentley Farnsworth, I'll him proudly We got D-Block, Wu-Tang, and Nas performing 50 Cent, Terror Squad From the top, we have the great Luda, and Wayne T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, and The Game And for my ladies, we have, with Usher have a seat, we be right back, mothafucka...
[Interlude: Wigs] Come on, this commercial break's almost OutKast, M.J.G., you're at table Fab, U.G.K., table seven, go, come on Yo, Beans, Toney said "Good on that haze" Commercial, on, let's go, guys... Coming in, five, four, three, two, one...
[Ghostface Yeah, check out my band playing, Rhythm Roots They play for DipSet, E-40, Lil' Jon, Jennifer and Norah Jones J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones On the left, we Lenny Kravitz, Puffy, Pharrell, Bus Keith Murray, Redman, hitting that Dutch What an event, to Denzel Give this man a round of applause, he do it so well
Ghostface Killah (Shawn Wigs)] Ladies and gents, and gents... Alright, alright, have a seat, a seat... further adiou, he needs no introduction He is my co-host... Ripple! (Alright, is this thing on? Eh, eh, sweetheart, here Got a hundred dollar tattooed on my cock Heard you to... blow money... hahaha)
[Shawn It was amazing, I seen Robin Thicke and Leech Robin Williams, Givens and Meryl Streep A real award show, there's Kanye Pamela Anderson, and she brought of them breasts Paris and Lindsay, holding down Britney's skirt No more free looks, you gotta put in To get a glimpse, seen Don Juan all of his pimps And they hoes on side, sipping they four-fives And Dean...
Killah] Excuse me, have you seen Keys? Tell her the outside, she's bouncing with me The Don, rappers don't steal my ash trays My coat hangers is diamonded out like my last Superhead, the low scoop to Halle She said, Whitney, she was fucking with Bobby Mos Def, The Roots, Common and Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, Three 6 Maf', yo, and she O.J... word?