[Intro: Keisha, Barbara & Ghostface]
Boy, get your lazy ass up so you can go to store and get some flower and some vegetable oil so I can fry some goddamn chicken.
(Uh-huh)
(Alright)
And don't forget to get the cards so I can whoop y'all ass in some spades (Tell 'em girl), and if they ain't got it at that store, get it at the 99-cent store, nigga.
[Verse: Ghostface & Keisha]
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, shittin' (Where the tissue at?)
I'm blowin' up Keisha bathroom, everybody bitchin' (Goddamn, nigga), Ghost need his colon cleansed
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 fuck her while she was seated by Bags from Brooklyn
He drove a Jag', she cut me off when she turned Muslim
I need some pussy though, that kind that be gushy though
That warm platinum pussy, with a dynamic pussy hole
I gotta fuck somethin', if not, I'ma fuck my girl
That's what's up, fuck the fight, yo, baby, let's peel
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