Guest House

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

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Fuck... fuck is these niggas at, man

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(Aiyo, hello?) Aiyo, bring that shit (what happen, son?)

That's my word, yo, these niggas is fronting out here (where at, where you at?)

I'm in Jersey, you know where the fuck I'm at, nigga, I'm in Jersey

(Aight, so, what happen though, man, what happen?) I need that shit

I tell you when you get here, don't even worry about that shit

(Aight yo, I'll be right there, man) Just hurry the fuck up, bring

That big joint

(That's my word) Yeah (one) Yeah

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling

Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling

Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas

I walk through 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, fuck 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 hours

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 bitch on speaker

And bluntly addressed her, 'where's my girl?' (Shit, I don't know nigga)

(Last time I seen her, Ghost, she hittin' on an old nigga)

Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a shot of Henn')

(Maybe she was out by 10, I told the bitch, fuck that bitch)

(Don't even try to call me, I'm getting me some mad dick)

(Show these muthafuckas, how Keeba love to drive stick)

I snatched up my raincoat, the grass 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*

Verse 2: Ghostface Killah (Fabolous) {Shareefa}

Yo, I'mma kill, yo! (Hold on, cuz)

{Baby, let me explain, you over reacting, that's not what it was}

Shut the fuck 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 bastards

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 fuck 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 nigga, and you fucking my wife?

(Yeah, I put that cable in, nigga, we both got caught)

(And she a triflyn ass chick, don't act like it's all my fault)

{Baby, no} Mind your business

(Now Kayla, don't stop him, let the sucker do what he do)

(He touch me, and he finished)

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (Fabolous)]

What, nigga, hold that, eat it

(Oh shit, what the fuck) You forgot your drawers

And your little tools, nigga

You FiOS mustache wearing muthafucka, I got you nigga

(Fuck you, nigga, I'mma see you nigga)

(Fucker, fuck) That's why you dive out the window

On some Jim Carrey, shit, nigga, fuck that

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Fuck... fuck is these niggas at, man

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