[Intro: "Keisha" ("Barbara") {Ghostface k**ah}] Boy get your lazy a** up So you can go to store and get some flower And some vegetable oil so I can fry some god damn chicken (uh-huh) {alright} And don't forget to get the cards so I can whoop y'all a** in some spades (Tell 'em girl) And if they ain't got it at that store Get it at the 99 cent store, n***a [Ghostface k**ah] Yo, yo, yo, we on the steps with a six pack of Beck's Four dutches, Osh Kosh jumpers, '86 viles, mustard {yeah} A summer night, light drizzle type Waitin' for the Mike fight to come on, son, 'pose to been on I keep runnin' to the bathroom, sh**tin' {where the tissue at?} I'm blowin' up Keisha bathroom, everybody b**hin' (god damn, n***a) Ghost need his colon clensed Countin' up g-stacks, eatin' Ken' Fried Chicken Who wanna play spades? Word to rap, I'm givin' y'all a whippin' Guzzled a couple, now, I'm seein' double Rubbin' my girl leg, lookin' at Barbara, her sister got a nice bubble I used to f** her while she was seated by Bags from Brooklyn He drove a Jag', she cut me off when she turned m**m I need some p**y though, that kind that be gushy though That warm platinum p**y, with a dynamic p**y hole I gotta f** something, if not, I'mma f** my girl That's what's up, f** the fight, yo, baby, let's peel..