Ghostface Killah - Paisley Darts Lyrics
(feat. Cappadonna, Method Man, Raekwon, Sun God, Trife Da God)[intro: Ghostface Killah]Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yeah, Yo, Yeah, Yo[ghostface Killah]Catch Me On Yo' Brochure With Beachballs, At Least Three WhoresHead Wop Queens Know How To Work They JawsThey Skintone Is Coffee And Milk, Mixed UpAss As Big As My Boss' Wife, Stomach Ripped UpSpitting Liquor In They Mouth, Cold MoetCaptain Morgan, Taking Flicks, Posing, Holding My TechWith Cowboy Hats And Coach Bags, They Party Like RockstarsBo Gary Watches, Just Chill, They Down In The Shark BarsAnd Me, Gunslinger, Clips, ***** DMy Fashion On, I'm Rocking 'em New RasheedsI'ma Finish Ya, Go In Brother Like Mr. CeeYou Could Find Me *****ed Up Like The Mice In CheeseLife's A B, Bentley And Big BillsBottles, Biscuits, *****es, Blunts, Bad Boys Bodying Pit BullsKarate, Black Belt And I Bring BoozeTo Big Bar Brawls, Ball Games Blasting, ***** 'til My Balls Blue[raekwon]We Like The Black Yankees, Old Vets Who Sit In The RestThankful, Counting Up Currency And Move When It Rain, PourFrom Every ***** That We Bless, We Hit Up, Automatic LoveThe Cuban Link Niggaz Is The RealestMy Wallet Walk, Speak To Niggaz, Cops, JudgesWe Put It Down, Columbian Style, With Three KillasBased On Money, Dummies'll DieIt Ain't Funny, Trying To Front On Mine, We Get In Ya MommyKeep Cool, Nigga, Read Him The Rules, Before He Bleeding In PoolsAnd ***** My Shit Up, And I'ma Just LosePaid A Lot Of Paper To Live HereAmerican Gangster Status, Big Brother, Lemme Get In Ya EarYou Know What Time It Is, Crime It IsNo Matter What Rhyme It IsWe Gon' Stay Fly, Hit Lye, Rock Diamond Shits (no Question)Based On A General's Fist Of FuryNeck, Arm, Money, All Of That's Crispy Jewelry[sun God]Let Me Show You How I G Ride, Nina On Both SidesNobody Riding Shotgun But The Four-fiveNigga, If You Won't Try, I'll Give Ya Something To RegretThrow That Motha*****ing Semi To Ya NeckThrow The Other Black Jimmy To Ya ChestIf You Budge, You Get Stretched, Nothing More, Nothing LessPay Respect, I'm A Element Of Homicide HousingIn Other Words, *****, I'm The Resident From Homicide HousingKnown For Drug Dealing, Stack ThousandsFour Hundred Grand In The Couches, Two Hundred Grand On The HousesAt Any Time I Could Move Up Out ThisAnd Go And Cop Some Shit Up In The Moutains[trife Da God]Aiyo, Aiyo, You Know Ya Boy Stay Fresher Than ProduceTimberland Snow Boots, Collecting More Cream Than A Toll BoothI Grind Daily, Patriotic Like Tom BradyI'm The Bomb Baby, Cuz What I Write Is Beyond CrazyI'm The Don With The Teflon Armor, Good Karma, Mac PalmerCall Me Arab Diesel Cuz I'm A Track BomberRoger That, My Niggaz Ain't Got It CrackedAll We Do Is Dollar Stack, Get Twisted Like BottlecapsWhile You On The Block Getting IndictedWe Island Hopping, Globe Trotting Through The Friendly Skies Flying UnitedThere's A Party Over Here And Everybody's InvitedThe Headliners Is Theodore And Everybody's Excited[method Man]***** That, 'bout Time We Took It Back To The BlockThe Task Force Coming, I Got Crack In My SockWhite Rock On The Dinner Plate, Get Cash, Shit Is HotSmash Whips On The Interstate, We Dash On The CopsIt's Them Dudes, Drug Slingers, 1-6-oohCrime Figure, Rhyme Spitter, His Gun Spit TooCall 'em Sex Pistols, Ravishing, Nigga, I'm Rick RudeAnd Ain't Many Motha*****as Could Fit Up In Rick's ShoesMan, Listen, Ice Glisten, They Love The Life We LivingThat's A Given, Like Football Players Love White WomenWhite Linen, A Tight Denim, That Ass Look Right In 'emShit, I'm Riding 'em, Cool As Kahlua's With Ice In 'em, Shit...[hook: Ghostface Killah (cappadonna)]Aiyo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo I Pass The Mic To Cap (nah, I Pass It Back)Never, Son, Hold That, You The Master Of The Rap AttackSo Knick Knack Patty Wack (this Is How We Do It Black)(slap You With The Almanac) Where Actual Facts Is Sold As Facts[cappadonna]We On Our Grown Man Shit Like Quincy JonesTravelling Across The World While We Smoking The BoneWe Grinding, Y'all Niggaz Know What We DoWe Get It In With The Murderland, Chi-town TooHit You Up, Something Nice 'til The Death Of YakubSwagger Stuck On Ya Face Like A New Jack ToolRight Back At You, Yeah Me And My Dude ToneyWe Don't ***** With Fake Contracts And Niggaz That's PhonyTrying To Get This Money, Right HomeyAnd Lay Back In The Riverside, Just Chill, Relax The DomepieceLink Up With A Fly Dime, Brick And A Chrome PieceComing For That Gwop, Yeah Nigga, You Got Beef[skit Of Ghostface And Co. Speaking During Concert Follows]
