Ghostface Killah - Maxine Lyrics
[r] you got your hands on moony shit[g] say word[r] we gonna get high[g] I dont give a ***** about them enemies[r] he a bird anyway? he be taking his packages? he a snitch too[ghostface]In pams house there was money missingShe was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin blow in the kitchenHer kids never ate, pcw involved with herKids that she never seen shipped through to floridaMaxine dark skinned and bal headed ***** meanPams right here together theyre the coldest fiendsAh! shit! guess who arrived at the doorIts moony the supplier swung open the door***** open the door, maxine he gon kill meChill I got a friend cop, girl you dont know its beefThree long kicks the hinges flew offKids sreamin they happy faced slapped blue, maxine head offIts on in the crib, you wrong for what you didYou gonna pay pam, ***** that boo kissed your kidsYall get the ***** in the room, ***** you, you aint are real daddyNext time you see my caddy dont *****ing flag me[r] this is where he *****s up at peep his movementMaxines in the kitchen crying grits is falling on the sideShe had a cup of lye, somebody gots to dieUh huh, yall *****es *****ed up, smoked out my packagesYou had mackie shit and pappy shit?[raekwon]Word to aunt may I want mine, pulled out the nineGet in the tub, he seen the hot iron pulled the plug outHe steamed pam brought it back to penny on good timesBack in the dollar bill he sniffed like six linesHe put his gat down, why he do that?Creeping through the crib is maxine pot holdin down with the gritsPam sucking his dick, maxine al greened him screaming slipped in pissHe ran into ceas room, grits down cryin aight with his balls outHe stepped on clarences biggie smalls albumMooney get that niggaz, pam yelling rip that niggazMooney went and got that dye out the kitchenJames jumped on moon, poked him with a screw driverBroke the tv niggaz watching knight riderThis is pam jerkins mother house the same shit go on in her brother house[ghostface]You know mooney is only a buck ofive wetHe only had two hundred dollars worth of shitAnd the kids tore his ass up, the ceas had a huddle upI felt sorry form, the funny shit when bowlegged keke hopped on imJumped on him pigeon toed moony poured dye on himYou shouldve seen his mother*****in face fryin, half dyinThey stuck a fork through his nutsThe little girl was happy she beat the brotha upQuick pick the window up mooney over heardRight before they threw him out the nigga said word!? !On the count of three he landed on the first floor balconyBlood brains splashed.. he was dead? and the cops never cameThats stapletonAll, all, all in together nowWe getting fresh getting right for the weather nowAnd if we fall in the game, yo thats never nowCome to my projects and well air you out
