Ghostface Killah Lyrics

I'm mind shocking, body rocking, earth shaking, money making
Sitting high, looking fly, drinking on the best wine

Yo bitch I fucked your friend, yeah you stank hoe
I seen her on the elevator, honey grabbed my Kangol
She put me on to mega-shit, bout to slap the bitch
She shot crazy verbal, I leaned back like I'm rich
It took place late night on February 17th
Hands flooded like ink, my face on her magazine
Just got back from Honolulu, pockets stacking boucoup cash
Girlfriend sipped the Yoo-hoo and laughed, yo
While I was on tour, whore, you went to work
Quick fast, had a nigga dick in the dirt
You couldn't wait just to kidnap the bait of my sperm
Where's you at, hoe? 'Pinky house, she put in my perm'
That's all you ever said to me, thought that could hold me
Remember when I long-dicked you and broke your ovary?
You crab bitch, chicken-head hoe, eatin' heroes
I'm the first nigga that had you watching flicks by DeNiro
You gained crazy points, baby, just being with God
Taught you how to eat the right foods, fast, and don't eat lard
I gave you earth lessons, I came to you as a blessing
You didn't do the knowledge what the God was manifesting
You sneaky fuck bitch, your ways and actions told it all
I fucked you while you was bleedin, held you down in malls
Sexually you worshiped my di-dick like a cross
I had you fiend out, broke out, for a month you fell off
You was my main shit, my peeps showed you love on the strength
You saw how I got down, the way I thought had you tranked
But you had to fuck this rasta-head ass nigga
I should of slapped ya but the Gods said chill
That's your wiz fault, god, handle that in the lab"
I'm wondering how many times your hot ass got stabbed
You dumb bitch, horny hot fuck from out the mountains
Your clientele is low hoe, catch you next show, bro
I got jerked, gave away my pussy, that shit hurt
It feel like somebody died or shot your old Earth
But fuck it, I fucked you on a chair with three legs
Broken tables, had you screaming while you was biting on my cables
Whistling to the washing machine, I threw it on spin
If your pussy dry, spit on my dick and put it in
My dick's the bomb baby, marvelous hot steak
Plus I'm conceited Starks make the biggest so-called rape
I'm God, cipher divine love my pussy real fine
That means clean the FDS smell with a shine
Word up, respect that hoe

Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs

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Ghost should perform this song at an all women's college.

J. G.


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kawaiiafangirl At the Mother’s Day parade


One of the best breakup songs ever written.


and ima plug my SC hehe https://soundcloud.com/babajithefirst


@Crafty Spirit let this song help release any anger and frustration, again, not happy you found this new perspective to the song this way, but it has SO much more relevance when it can be related to experience. ITS ALL LOVE MY JI WU TANG IS FOREVER!

Crafty Spirit

@Melon I appreciate your sympathy :-)


@Crafty Spirit damn that's rough bro. hope things get better

Crafty Spirit

@Fake Name Β 

Guys, I am amazed this thread is still active. And I am willing to share my most recent pain: I was intimate with a woman this weekend (our 2nd date) and now she doesn't respond to my text messages. Touching someone and then ignoring him/her is cold and hurtful. I thought only men would do that, but...
In can understand the anger, but it is more just sadness I feel now.

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Edwin Mejia

I came to you as a blessing !!!

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