[Ghostface Killah] Yo, straight out the ghetto, I'm damn hood I Stack-A-Dollar like a whole rack of canned goods Baggy jeans, no Timbs, A.C.G. boots Living
Meet you downstairs, in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull T-shirt You say, "Why did you do it with him today?" And sniff me out
First I loved God, then loved my mother Love my babies, sisters and brothers Love my father 'cos that's my mom's partner Love my grandmother and my grouchy
Ghostface Killah] Theodore Roosevelt... It's the Ed Sullivan Show, ladies & gentlemen Here we go... come on, Theodore, Toney... [Hook: Ghostface Killah
in the booth nigga) You ain't hungry Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym Get out of my ring, you disgust me [Ghostface Killah] Godzilla bankroll
Yeah, what's happpening New York City? It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight NahwhatImean? We about to get it popping, let's go! Yo yo
It was the night before he got popped Big jars of hay, Cheech and Chong bong in the spot Tropicana strawberries, diced bananas the long dookie fifth Next
If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly What a joy we made from the
[Intro] He's a superstar, yeahhh [2X] (Told y'all!) He's a superstar, yeahhh [Ghostface Killah] Superstar, blowin smoke at the hookah bar The bullet
1, 2, yeah Yeah, niggas don't know about Fatback With the different color records they had back in the days You know what I mean, the belt driven turntables
Hey miss whattup? Tone got luck I wore a lot of jewelry and I never got stuck! Cats like the way I write, dressed like a superstar Take care of family
Throw me in a mosh pit, I'm liable to start shit Melt the place then break out like an arsonist Classified to get it in for a classic killin' If I turn
For real? Can I get a juice, Lord? Yeah, yeah, yeah, squad niggas, boy, for real Uh, huh, for real, man, word, open the door, man Hustle flow shit, yeah
[Intro: Sheek Louch] Geah! Aiyyo Starks, whattup? What it do family? [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] We street bullies for cheddar, and that's our word Pop
cry To love, to lose, to plead for a do over A do over, give me a do over, I want a do over It's that Radio Raheem and Ghostface Killah If you know
Yeah, aiyo, it's 4 in the morning, I decide to turn over Pull down your little red drawers and start to kiss you all over You hope it last forever, I
This gonna be one of them shits right here, boy Yeah baby, let's do it Oh shit, look at miss thing, you done grew into a stallion Girl and still don'
