Ghostface k**ah - Ghostface lyrics

[Chorus: female singer (Ghostface k**ah)] Ghostface... (Yo, yo who's the boss when it comes to these songs?) Ghostface... (What ya'll talkin' bout... I can't hear ya'll!) Ghostfaaaaaaaace!! (A little louder) Ghostface... [Ghostface k**ah] Yo, you can catch me in Z-No's on a Friday night Or at the Emmy's, Bentley's, Roll Royce, all white Fresh kicks, star studded up A ounce of Gertest to hold me til them Theodore and Deini's roll up Soak my hands in olive oil, loyal to each, Diamond Shoot out the clock while I'm k**in' timin' Eight-mill just to resign me My b**hes go crazy and pull they hair out when they can't find me It's like, all he say.. Mr., Mr., D.J. Bring it back like an instant replay Please, get these wack records off of me I can't breath, ashtma pump so I could stop the weez It's like they love garbage (yeah), for God's sake, I'm the real artist Hear they songs, dumb n***as father's Under my wing like Sanford and Son Weird sons, I'm a big gun, like Big Pun, Big L and Jason [Chorus] [Ghostface k**ah] I'm like a green and white kickball, I bounce Spin off walls and cars, the Wizard of Clarks, Tony Oz In the third grade, I bagged Penny Well bu*ter on your burns, guess Daddy was concerned like many Now Daddy's blowin' 'sherm and Remi On the road toll up, bust the promoter so I can sh** in Denny's This is Tone-Tana, spangled banded with four hammers Bangles get tangled and they cause manners Money, don't stop, get it, get it, I'm not finished with it Menaced out, tell your click that Dennis did it Rock them boats and I copped them ropes Resurging the mics, I deal with only knives and throats Hold my tongue around fake n***as Look at 'em sideways and pull my trees Ask me to hit it, I'm like, n***a Please, f** outta here! f** war with n***as, facin' me, f**as, step up the gear [Hook: Ghostface k**ah] Ghost dough and spend it though Plus got the pen exposed Countin' mad money and sheep, god damn Take a look at the radio, sh** soundin' shady, yo Everything I'm hearin' is weak We got them long biscuits, long clip sh** Run for the hills and re-charge your sh** Come back if you think that you are-are do-do-do-don! [Chorus] [Outro: woman] The dopest, flyest, O.G., pimp, hustler Gangsta, playa, hardcore muthaf**a living today...