Keisha’s House (Skit)

[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