Yolanda's House
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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[Joi Starr (Ghostface Killah)]
I, can't, leave these streets alone, no more (Yeah, yo)

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I'm skinned up, Nikes is scuffed, still bugging
Earlier, around four, how I escaped the bus
The way I fell, cracked the face of my watch, my man's chanting me on
Like run, son, don't go up in the spot
Jetting through bushes and backyards, neighbors is ratting me out
Dogs is barking all you hear is the cars
Sirens, I'm trying to think, and toss the iron
Bomb in my sweats, got me running funny, you think I'm lying
May God strike me, if he don't like me, I'm tired and I'm out of breath
The weed got me paranoid, my heart's pounding through my chest
Trying to focus, yup, and make progress
That's what I get for slinging in them projects
Next thing you knew, I'm in this bitch's crib, chilling
Told 'em my story, you'll like this, I had her legs in the ceiling
Cooking me fried fish sticks, hot side of them biscuits
While she doing this, the bitch still sliding on lipstick
Now I got the fat stomach on, she cracking the Dutch
Playing with her pussy on the couch, I'm ready to fuck
Like come here, miss Lady Wop, where you put the condom box
You finished off the last one, oh shit, I hear the cops
Handcuffs and talkies, I mashed the white yorkie
Jetting up the steps, and pig want revenge like Porky's
So I slid, hid behind the wall, opened the door
Like 'ooh', I seen my man Meth going in raw
So he jumped up, balls out, hid in the closet
I'm dying laughing, he said "Yo, Starks, be quiet"

[Method Man]
And let me put my drawers on, nigga, what dope you on, shit?
Should of knocked, before you came in the spot, Ghost, you wrong
Busting in here on that government shit, got the chick screaming
Grabbing the sheets, trying to cover her tits
She's asthmatic and you laughing, son, I bumped my toe all the nice things
Just run and try to grab the gun
Cuz shit's real, man, you spazzing dunn
There come a time in a man's life, he got to toss his pack and run
You know he family like Crack and Pun, but Mr. G.F.K.
State your business, after that, be one
Now can it be that you hot, lord, you did some shit on the block
That the cops trying to lock you for
Can't believe you blowing the spot, lord, my chick is bugging
You tripping, my dick keep slipping out my boxer drawers
Now I'm caught up in the drug sting, niggas is calling my horn
Police is hitting every corner we on
Can't understand that it's a thug thing, and in the middle of thought
I'm interrupted by Shallah Raekwon

[Raekwon]
I need my money, Meth, going on about them hundred birds
Tell Tone to get at me, on 'em and my clients want work
He know we fresh out, tell the kid meet me, matter fact, beep me
Word to mother, lord, sunny got me hurt
You still fucking shorty? I knew it, the big mouth broad
That be yoking my balls out, her little brother wanted two bricks
You know that nigga 'Lipps, he Maybach, on 26
All he do is get money, hustle, he's a dick
Tell me foul shit, wild shit, ya'll niggas wear a lot a loud shit
Yo, that Steve Rifkin style, shit
Hit me with some other talk, him in New York
They love the Venezuela nigga, stabbed his son with a fork
That was Jesus roofs, his little niece
Little niece, his father's homework
That's the kid who gave us a boost




He gave them things on the arms, said for us to be calm
And if some beef pop off, go 'head and ring the alarm

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ghostface Killah's "Yolanda's House" describe the quickly unfolding events of a criminal on the run attempting to evade the police. The song starts by setting the scene and Ghostface's demeanor as he tries to flee from the cops, still high from the weed he has been smoking but quickly realizing he may need to ditch the weapon he's carrying. He ends up at Yolanda's house, which is where the song gets its name. Yolanda is a woman he knows who is happy to take him in, feed him, and entertain him.


Despite the danger of being caught, Ghostface is able to relax and enjoy his brief respite at Yolanda's house. He even gets to witness and joke with his friend Meth as he engages in sexual activity with a woman in the apartment. Throughout the song, the characters' dialogue is used to convey a sense of camaraderie amongst them, hinting at a larger community or brotherhood that they are part of.


Overall, the song depicts the dangers and excitement of a life of crime, while also exploring themes of friendship, loyalty, and even humor amongst these individuals.



Line by Line Meaning

I, can't, leave these streets alone, no more (Yeah, yo)
I cannot stop engaging in street life and criminal activity, despite the risks and consequences.


Aiyo, I'm skinned up, Nikes is scuffed, still bugging
I am injured and my shoes are ruined, but I am still anxious and paranoid.


Earlier, around four, how I escaped the bus
I escaped from the police earlier today.


The way I fell, cracked the face of my watch, my man's chanting me on
When I fell earlier, I damaged my watch and my accomplice was encouraging me to keep running.


Like run, son, don't go up in the spot
My accomplice was urging me to run away and not enter a building with police presence.


Jetting through bushes and backyards, neighbors is ratting me out
I ran through private property and local residents are reporting me to the police.


Dogs is barking all you hear is the cars
Dogs are barking because of my presence, and the sound of sirens from police cars is everywhere.


Sirens, I'm trying to think, and toss the iron
The sound of police sirens is making it hard for me to think and I am considering getting rid of my gun.


Bomb in my sweats, got me running funny, you think I'm lying
I have drugs hidden in my pants and they are causing me discomfort while running, but I am not lying.


May God strike me, if he don't like me, I'm tired and I'm out of breath
I swear to God that I am tired and out of breath.


The weed got me paranoid, my heart's pounding through my chest
The marijuana I smoked is causing me to be paranoid and my heart is beating quickly.


Trying to focus, yup, and make progress
I am trying to concentrate on my goal and make headway despite obstacles.


That's what I get for slinging in them projects
This situation is the result of my drug activity in low-income housing.


Next thing you knew, I'm in this bitch's crib, chilling
Suddenly, I am in a woman's house, relaxed and carefree.


Told 'em my story, you'll like this, I had her legs in the ceiling
I shared my exciting story with her, which involved a woman in a compromising position.


Cooking me fried fish sticks, hot side of them biscuits
She is preparing food for me to eat, which includes fried fish and biscuits.


While she doing this, the bitch still sliding on lipstick
Even while cooking, she is also refreshing her makeup.


Now I got the fat stomach on, she cracking the Dutch
I am full now and she is preparing marijuana to smoke.


Playing with her pussy on the couch, I'm ready to fuck
She is sexually teasing me as we sit on the couch.


Like come here, miss Lady Wop, where you put the condom box
I am asking her where the condoms are located.


You finished off the last one, oh shit, I hear the cops
There are no more condoms left and I hear the police nearby.


Handcuffs and talkies, I mashed the white yorkie
The police are apprehending me and I had to harm a small dog to get away.


Jetting up the steps, and pig want revenge like Porky's
I run up the stairs to escape and the police are angry and determined to catch me.


So I slid, hid behind the wall, opened the door
I hid from the police behind a wall and then opened a door.


Like 'ooh', I seen my man Meth going in raw
I saw my friend Method Man having sex with a woman without a condom.


So he jumped up, balls out, hid in the closet
Method Man was startled and quickly put on his clothes and hid in the closet.


I'm dying laughing, he said "Yo, Starks, be quiet"
I am laughing hysterically and Method Man tells me to be quiet.


And let me put my drawers on, nigga, what dope you on, shit?
Method Man tells me to give him time to put on his clothes, and asks if I am on drugs.


Should of knocked, before you came in the spot, Ghost, you wrong
I should have knocked before entering the room, as it was wrong to barge in.


Busting in here on that government shit, got the chick screaming
My abrupt entrance in the building scared the woman and reminded Method Man of police aggression.


Grabbing the sheets, trying to cover her tits
The woman is startled and covering herself with a sheet.


She's asthmatic and you laughing, son, I bumped my toe all the nice things
The woman has asthma and I laugh while Method Man complains of his own injuries.


Just run and try to grab the gun
Method Man suggests we run away and grab a gun for protection.


Cuz shit's real, man, you spazzing dunn
The situation is serious and I am acting recklessly.


There come a time in a man's life, he got to toss his pack and run
Sometimes a man has to let go of his criminal activity and flee to avoid arrest.


You know he family like Crack and Pun, but Mr. G.F.K.
Method Man and I are like family, but Ghostface Killah is my stage name.


State your business, after that, be one
Method Man tells me to explain why I am here and then we can work together.


Now can it be that you hot, lord, you did some shit on the block
Method Man asks if I am in trouble with the police for something I did in the neighborhood.


That the cops trying to lock you for
The police are trying to arrest me for my questionable actions.


Can't believe you blowing the spot, lord, my chick is bugging
Method Man is surprised I caused a scene and his woman is upset with the commotion.


You tripping, my dick keep slipping out my boxer drawers
Method Man's pants are loose and his penis keeps falling out.


Now I'm caught up in the drug sting, niggas is calling my horn
I am now involved in a drug bust and people are contacting me angrily.


Police is hitting every corner we on
Police are searching the entire area we are located in.


Can't understand that it's a thug thing, and in the middle of thought
Method Man is struggling to come to terms with why we are in this dangerous situation.


I'm interrupted by Shallah Raekwon
Raekwon arrives and interrupts our conversation.


I need my money, Meth, going on about them hundred birds
Raekwon is asking Method Man about some missing money and a large quantity of drugs.


Tell Tone to get at me, on 'em and my clients want work
Raekwon needs a drug connection and wants us to connect him to our supplier.


He know we fresh out, tell the kid meet me, matter fact, beep me
We currently do not have any drugs available, but Raekwon instructs us to contact him when we do.


Word to mother, lord, sunny got me hurt
Raekwon swears on his mother's life that he is in need of these drugs.


You still fucking shorty? I knew it, the big mouth broad
Raekwon knows that Method Man is still romantically involved with a woman he dislikes.


That be yoking my balls out, her little brother wanted two bricks
This woman's brother requested a large amount of drugs from us.


You know that nigga 'Lipps, he Maybach, on 26
Raekwon knows a man named 'Lipps' who drives a luxury car.


All he do is get money, hustle, he's a dick
'Lipps' is wealthy because of his criminal activities.


Tell me foul shit, wild shit, ya'll niggas wear a lot a loud shit
Raekwon wants to hear our exciting and scandalous stories, and comments on our flashy clothing.


Yo, that Steve Rifkin style, shit
Raekwon notices our style of clothing and compares it to a music industry executive.


Hit me with some other talk, him in New York
Raekwon wants to hear more gossip and updates about other people in New York.


They love the Venezuela nigga, stabbed his son with a fork
Raekwon shares a gruesome story about a man from Venezuela.


That was Jesus roofs, his little niece
Raekwon clarifies the connection between the Venezuela man and a young family member.


Little niece, his father's homework
The young girl is the daughter of the Venezuela man's brother.


That's the kid who gave us a boost
This young girl helped us in some way, but it is not clear how.


He gave them things on the arms, said for us to be calm
The Venezuela man supplied drugs to us, and advised us to be calm and discreet.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Written by: ANTHONY SINGLETON, CLIFFORD SMITH, COREY WOODS, DENNIS D. COLES

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