Miranda
Raekwon Method Man & GhostFace Killah Lyrics
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Oh, shit, B, where's Miranda? (She with Chef)
I dreamed it, Chef out in Cuba, a ruger
Thirty thou' on him, out in Mr. Chow, blew a cloud on him
Seen a Latin chick, laughing, clapping
Like your style, homey, tell your proud, hit the Crystal
Now we chatting, coebers and klickos, who do this a size six
Her jeans was fitted, hair twisted, long as a fuck
She looked Indian, titties was plump
Had juicy lips, dimples, imprint on her pussy was mad thick
She grabbed my dick, hopped in the window
We in the Monte Carlo, bravo, uncle named Pablo
Gun connect, and he had his poke in Los Cabos
Good money, honey was strung, playing Luther in the background
Spanish version, my bunny was horny as fuck
Working the kid, we burst later, lay in the bed
Duvet sheets, my face hit the spread
Then time me, I'm not the kind of nigga, I was cool down at night
Drop my gun, shorty, my nigga
Body was sexy, "Lexy, come here, nigga, take off your drawers
Let me suck your dick, nigga, it's yours
Got real watery, Corey, damn you got good dick
You forty" spit on it, position your jaw
Call me 8-Ball, this pussy like China, climb the Great Wall
Then she came like volcanos in the late fall
Lady Miranda, she half black and white like a panda
I met her at the BET Awards, in Atlanta
Glamor girl, shopping in Bloomingdale's, skin pure
Keep a fresh manicure, hands with the cutest nails
Wall Street banker, hold accounts with Jewish now
Big businessmen, who own stocks in computer sales
Meanwhile, I'm checking her jeans out, imagining
Her fat bubble, riding my dick, making her scream out
She got a mean mouth, her lips is like soup coolers
Hotter than niggas riding around with six rugers
Miss Beaulah took a day off with a rich jeweler
When she came back she had a suitcase full of Fig Newtons
I met her at a villa in Vancouver, blowing her man's buddah
Bumping Mary J. and that Grand Puba
Check the 411, from a smooth operator
Got some pictures of her naked, I'll send them to Un later
Ay Dio mio, mamacita ass bonita
Remind me of the nights of Del Rio
I met at the Cotto fights, playing my seat though
That night, the linen was white, me and my hijos
Live from Puerto Rico, San Juan, where niggas sniff pedrico
Look at your man wrong, finito
Girl you know how we go, you getting my grown man on
Fuck with you primo, maybe I'm hands on, I'll massage your ego
And be the love of your life, you know your people, a thug and his wife
Gave a look, she was touching my ice, so I looked at my dick
Like don't worry, we fucking tonight
She boricua, cinnamon skin, sign is Libra
She like wife beaters and men that like to eat her
Then I meet your feet up, meet me in room 112, light this reefer
You act right, and after tonight, I might keep ya
The lyrics of "Miranda" by Raekwon, Method Man, and GhostFace Killah tell the story of encounters with different women named Miranda. Each verse describes a unique experience with a different woman, highlighting their physical attributes, sexual desires, and cultural backgrounds.
The first verse begins with a plea to let Miranda live her life and not interfere. The lyrics then transition into a dream sequence where Chef, another character, is in Cuba with a gun and a large amount of money. The singer describes meeting a Latin woman with attractive features, such as long hair and plump breasts. They engage in sexual activity and enjoy each other's company. The verse ends with a reference to the woman climaxing like a volcano.
In the second verse, Miranda is portrayed as a glamorous, half-black and white woman whom the singer meets at the BET Awards in Atlanta. She is described as fashionable, with well-maintained nails and an expensive lifestyle. The singer fantasizes about her curvaceous figure and imagines having sex with her, emphasizing her oral skills. The verse also references her involvement with a wealthy jeweler and her return with a suitcase of Fig Newtons. The mention of sending naked pictures alludes to the singer having intimate moments with Miranda.
The third verse introduces a woman named Miranda with a Puerto Rican background. The singer recalls meeting her in Del Rio during a boxing match. They have a romantic encounter in San Juan, where drug use is prevalent. The lyrics portray the singer as a protective figure, willing to defend Miranda if anyone disrespects her. The verse also mentions her preference for men in tank tops and the singer indulging in marijuana before suggesting they meet in a specific hotel room for intimate activities.
Overall, "Miranda" showcases the singers' encounters with different women named Miranda, each with their own unique characteristics and desires. The lyrics delve into their physical appearances, sexual experiences, and cultural backgrounds, providing a glimpse into the diverse encounters and relationships described in the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, man, just let her live, man, stop playing, man
Hey, man, leave her alone and let her do her own thing, stop messing around
Oh, shit, B, where's Miranda? (She with Chef)
Oh damn, where is Miranda? (She's with Chef)
I dreamed it, Chef out in Cuba, a ruger
I imagined it, Chef in Cuba, carrying a firearm
Thirty thou' on him, out in Mr. Chow, blew a cloud on him
He had $30,000 on him, hanging out at Mr. Chow's restaurant, smoking a cloud of smoke with him
Seen a Latin chick, laughing, clapping
I saw a Latina girl, laughing and clapping
Like your style, homey, tell your proud, hit the Crystal
I like your style, bro, tell your crew to come to Crystal nightclub
Now we chatting, coebers and klickos, who do this a size six
Now we're chatting, discussing business and alliances, who are skilled in this game
She split up, had a brick, I peeped those
She separated the drugs into smaller portions, I noticed
Her jeans was fitted, hair twisted, long as a fuck
Her jeans were tight-fitting, she had twisted hair that was very long
She looked Indian, titties was plump
She appeared to be of Indian descent, and she had large breasts
Had juicy lips, dimples, imprint on her pussy was mad thick
She had full, plump lips, dimples, and her pubic area had a noticeable thickness
She grabbed my dick, hopped in the window
She grabbed my penis and quickly got into the car
We in the Monte Carlo, bravo, uncle named Pablo
We're in the Monte Carlo car, good job, my uncle's name is Pablo
Gun connect, and he had his poke in Los Cabos
He had connections for firearms, and he had his drugs hidden in Los Cabos
Good money, honey was strung, playing Luther in the background
She had a lot of money, but she was addicted to drugs, playing Luther Vandross music in the background
Spanish version, my bunny was horny as fuck
Playing the Spanish version of the song, my girl was extremely horny
Working the kid, we burst later, lay in the bed
Engaging in sexual activity, we climax later and lay in bed
Duvet sheets, my face hit the spread
Under the duvet sheets, my face touched the bedspread
Then time me, I'm not the kind of nigga, I was cool down at night
Then time passed, I'm not the type of person who gets agitated, I was calm during the night
Drop my gun, shorty, my nigga
Put down my gun, friend
Body was sexy, 'Lexy, come here, nigga, take off your drawers
Her body was attractive, 'Lexy (a nickname), come here, man, remove your pants
Let me suck your dick, nigga, it's yours
Let me perform oral sex on you, man, it belongs to you
Got real watery, Corey, damn you got good dick
Her mouth got extremely wet, Corey (a name), damn, you have a good penis
You forty' spit on it, position your jaw
You deepthroat it, position your mouth
Call me 8-Ball, this pussy like China, climb the Great Wall
Refer to me as 8-Ball, this vagina is tight like China's Great Wall
Then she came like volcanos in the late fall
Then she reached orgasm intensely like late fall volcanos
Lady Miranda, she half black and white like a panda
Lady Miranda, she is biracial, half black and half white, like a panda
I met her at the BET Awards, in Atlanta
I met her at the BET Awards in Atlanta
Glamor girl, shopping in Bloomingdale's, skin pure
A glamorous girl, shopping in Bloomingdale's, with flawless skin
Keep a fresh manicure, hands with the cutest nails
She always keeps her nails fresh and cute-looking
Wall Street banker, hold accounts with Jewish now
She is a Wall Street banker, with accounts held with Jewish people now
Big businessmen, who own stocks in computer sales
She deals with wealthy businessmen who own stocks in computer sales
Meanwhile, I'm checking her jeans out, imagining
Meanwhile, I'm looking at her jeans, fantasizing
Her fat bubble, riding my dick, making her scream out
Her curvy buttocks bouncing while having sex with me, causing her to scream
She got a mean mouth, her lips are like soup coolers
She has a sharp tongue, her lips are plump and enticing
Hotter than niggas riding around with six rugers
She's hotter than guys riding around with six guns
Miss Beaulah took a day off with a rich jeweler
Miss Beaulah (a name) took a day off with a wealthy jeweler
When she came back she had a suitcase full of Fig Newtons
When she returned, she had a suitcase filled with Fig Newtons (a type of cookies)
I met her at a villa in Vancouver, blowing her man's buddah
I met her at a villa in Vancouver, smoking her man's marijuana
Bumping Mary J. and that Grand Puba
Listening to Mary J. Blige and Grand Puba
Check the 411, from a smooth operator
Get the details, from a smooth person who is skilled in this
Got some pictures of her naked, I'll send them to Un later
I have some nude pictures of her, I'll send them to Un (a nickname) later
Ay Dio mio, mamacita ass bonita
Oh my god, beautiful mama with a nice ass
Remind me of the nights of Del Rio
Remind me of the nights in Del Rio (a location)
I met at the Cotto fights, playing my seat though
I met her at the Cotto fights, enjoying myself in my seat
That night, the linen was white, me and my hijos
That night, the bedding was white, me and my children
Live from Puerto Rico, San Juan, where niggas sniff pedrico
Live from Puerto Rico, San Juan, where people use drugs
Look at your man wrong, finito
If you look at another man the wrong way, it's over
Girl you know how we go, you getting my grown man on
Girl, you know how we do things, you're turning me into a mature man
Fuck with you primo, maybe I'm hands on, I'll massage your ego
Mess around with you, cousin, maybe I'll be involved in things, I'll boost your confidence
And be the love of your life, you know your people, a thug and his wife
And be the love of your life, you know your family, a thug and his wife
Gave a look, she was touching my ice, so I looked at my dick
She gave me a seductive look, she was touching my jewelry, so I looked at my penis
Like don't worry, we fucking tonight
As if saying, don't worry, we're having sex tonight
She boricua, cinnamon skin, sign is Libra
She's Puerto Rican, with cinnamon-colored skin, her zodiac sign is Libra
She like wife beaters and men that like to eat her
She likes men who wear tank tops and men who enjoy performing oral sex on her
Then I meet your feet up, meet me in room 112, light this reefer
Then put your feet up, meet me in room 112, let's smoke this marijuana cigarette
You act right, and after tonight, I might keep ya
If you behave well, and after tonight, I might keep you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, GILBERT FRANCOIS LEOPOLD BECAUD, PIERRE DELANOE, DENNIS DAVID COLES, COREY WOODS, RONALD MAURICE BEAN, MANN CURTIS
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