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Ghostface Killah The Big Doe Rehab Supa GFK [Intro: people whispering] Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) What did y'all discover? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) It's a Superman lover... [Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yeah, yeah Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet And these f**king little faggots don't believe it's Ghost Well, surprise mothaf**ka, Starkey Love got breakfast Got some steaming hot biscuits, you can eat this toast Shots blow through ya meatloaf and lace ya back Turn you over like a pancake and take ya gat That's not damn near the half of it Cops came, said the Killahs ain't risk game and the flow's so accurate Anything's possible, black, you mad profitable Waste no time, breath, air on popping you Put you on the guest list, go dance with death The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left See the spooks in, goths in, devils in, fire's in You dwelling in hell where them snitch niggaz lyin, friend Ya skin start bubbling from in the hot oven Say peace to my man down there, K-Dozen It's Ghost, pressing y'all clowns on the regular Dead you on a five pack, then take ya cellular Don't get it twisted, black, cuz I'll bury ya This is just weed money, the more, the merrier [Chorus: singer] They call me the Superman lover Said, they call me the Superman lover Yeah, plus I'm wrong... [Ghostface Killah] Aiyo, G4 jets with like three and four pets Sex, Beck's, chicken and hens, all the same sex Walk through the Amazon, spilling Dom, Moet To find my way back I gotta leave a trail of bagettes My tongue's like a four-pound, my game is ill Twist a chick like a Rubik's cube, now what's the deal? Chocolate, light skin, meet Mr. Excitement Got my D.D.L. on me, that's my Dick 'em Down License Never wife 'em, strike just like lightning I stay piping, hype just like Hype is Bitches wanna see me and my rindstone drawers Call in sick at work, then they take off For me, spread 'em out for Starky My mouth may drizzle like BizMarkie I get it in like any car key My stroke is on, I'm never rusty Uh-uh, but if you wanna play, this is what you gonna say That I got the best D, he could hit it all day Something like a rising star that's on Broadway Sex real live with a Illmatic foreplay [Chorus] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah (sample)] Oh shit, it's that Bally, it's that slick Bally '88 material, little niggaz don't know nothing about this though Check it out y'all (look) come on (look) yeah, come on (Up in the sky) When I'm at the bar, or in a rented car (look) (You'll see me flying by) Ya see the jewerly truck, don't touch Yeah, yeah, come on, when I'm in the streets Might show you the heat (look, flying straight past ya) [Chorus] [Outro: Ghostface Killah (sample)] Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me) Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt Toney Starks Radio right here Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt Smooth FM, you know how we do, come on Wave ya hand in the air like this Mami, wave ya hands in the air like this Put 'em up if you trying to get rich Put 'em up if you trying to get rich Uh, that's right, get rich Let's go, that's right, get rich Ghostface, Ghostface... Staten Island, New York, what up |
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