Ghostface Killah - Cherchez Laghost Lyrics
[goldie]Tommy mattola, lives on the roadHe lost his lady, two months agoMaybe hell find her, maybe he wontOh wonder that love[ghostface killah, (u-god)]Brothers try to pass me, but none could match meNo girl can freak me, Im just too nastyLost on the dance floors, I attack yallSnuck through the back door, guess who they saw?Goldie and ghost, black african roseStar-studded low lenses, plus the mural was dopeAirbrush w-bs, stop!(shake your body, body)And cop a couple of these(shes a hottie, hottie)[goldie]Scottfree and chauncey, very upsetTheyre sick and tired of living in debtTired of roaches and tired of ratsI know they are over[u-god]One in the head, Im fed, this is how we doin,Put a ruff ryder on my dick, bust right through emCome out your shirt, insert the party rhymeFine dr. bizerk, bicardi limeWe passin it, takes the shake your calvin kleinBefore the floor gets moist, taste and follow mineSwallow nine, model dimes from bahamasSlim doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas[goldie, (u-god), {ghost}]Theyll take all your rhymes with a colgate smile, hey babyTheyll love you one second, then hate you the nextOh aint it crazy baby, yeahTonys his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, yeah(blow em down God)Now hes alone, hes just the king of his throne(yeah, aha)Always will be my friend, ghostface killah(truly yours, peace boo)
