Ghostface k**ah - Guest House lyrics

[Intro: Ghostface k**ah] "We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service" f**... f** is these n***as at, man "Please check the number or try your call again" (Aiyo, hello?) Aiyo, bring that sh** (what happen, son?) That's my word, yo, these n***as is fronting out here (where at, where you at?) I'm in Jersey, you know where the f** I'm at, n***a, I'm in Jersey (Aight, so, what happen though, man, what happen?) I need that sh** I tell you when you get here, don't even worry about that sh** (Aight yo, I'll be right there, man) Just hurry the f** up, bring that big joint (That's my word) Yeah (one) Yeah [Ghostface k**ah] In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Gla** pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house in paisley robes and Ferragamo loafers And Iron Chef just season the salmon It's coming down pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad I'm on the couch hitting the chalice Checking my textes and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a callus I stood up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my watch Where the, f** is my wife, it's 12 o'clock on the dot Very impatient, I'm getting nervous, can't stop pacing My heart's racing, her Nextel don't get no service Damn, all this over a gallon of milk Something, happened to her, somebody wig'll get peeled Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at Keeba house Her birthday's today, we both bought her jeans and a blouse Since 7 o'clock, she been gone for Owls Jetted up the steps to the master suite, checked the shower Nope, all that is there is towels and soap Stomach is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat Found a phonebook with mad names, looked down Bow, there go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the b**h on speaker And bluntly adressed her, 'where's my girl?' (Yeah, she ain't out here) (Last time I seen her, Ghost, she beat it on an old n***a) Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a shot of Henn') (Lately she work out by 10, I told her, b**h, buy a Benz) (Or even shot a car, I'm getting me some Advil) (Show these muthaf**as, how Keeba love to drive stick) I snatched up my raincoat, the gra** was soaked Under the bed in the guest house, where I keep my toast I yelled to the Chef, yo, watch for Kayla, check the pool and the bowling alley If anything, just hit my cellular Hopped in the go cart, the yard is dark, I'm bugging Few feet from the guest house, is where I parked Hope she's OK, is what I say in my heart But something don't feel right, so is what I'm saying to God As I got closer, something ain't kosher I heard a bunch of squeaky sounds from the house, I don't think I'm suppose to Is this the end, of the Starks regime? Let me find out somebody on my ground, yo, is pounding my queen [door slowly opens] [Ghostface k**ah (Fabolous) {Shareefa}] Yo, I'mma k**, yo! (Hold on, cuz) {Baby, let me explain, you over reacting, that's not what it was} Shut the f** up, you got caught moaning with your legs up Eyes all red, what? Did ya'll just blaze up? Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, lift the mattress Aimed the biscuit at both of them ba*tards What ya'll excuse now (Yo, cuz, she said she live with her pop) (Her dude mad strict, that's why we up in the spot) (And yo, this little trick of yours, bought me a ten G watch) He reached down for his drawers, thats' when I let off a shot Back the f** up, snatched his covers Had 'em looking like the black Adam & Eve, some sinful lovers (Chill, Tone, put the gun down) How you know my name, son? {Hold on, let me explain} Yo, ya'll two is done (Just let me put my drawers, get dressed, before I get rocked) (Cuz real talk, is looking like you trynna let off that glock) Yeah, you right, you look familiar, you put my cable in, right? The FiOS n***a, and you f**ing my wife? (Yeah, I put that cable in, n***a, we both got caught) (And she a triflyn a** chick, don't act like it's all my fault) {Baby, no} Mind your business (Now Kayla, don't stop him, let the s**er do what he do) (He touch me, and he finished) [Outro: Ghostface k**ah (Fabolous)] What, n***a, hold that, eat it (Oh sh**, what the f**) You forgot your drawers And your little tools, n***a You FiOS mustache wearing muthaf**a, I got you n***a (f** you, n***a, I'mma see you n***a) (f**er, f**) That's why you dive out the window On some Jim Kelly, sh**, n***a, f** that "We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service" f**... f** is these n***as at, man "Please check the number or try your call again"