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Ghostface Killah
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Jellyfish
作词:T. Bailey, William Brown, Dennis Coles, Clifton Davis, D. Dumile, Marvin Gaye, Willie Goodman, D. Hills, Harry Ray, Ed Townsend, Lee Walter
Aiyyo, here's a little story ghetto situation 'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations She was so fly, get high, well understood Big-ass, big brains and straight out the hood
Yo, aiyyo, I woke up early took a stretch and a yawn Had a 2 o'clock appointment with this girl name Dawn She ain't the Avon lady but her beauty was strong Right before she went to rest she had me singin' this song
She must be a special lady And a very exciting girl, I don't know She had the high-glow's switchin' See her in the club you hear others chicks bitchin'
But Dawn quit to bust a bitch ass and shit See she did twelve months over a ratchet Not, no crab shit, got bagged with the mag Taxi cab shit
Clit was hangin' out her panties with no where to stash it It was classic Nowadays shes laid back, helpin' me perfect my rap Only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat
Wife everything Diamond cut like Johnny Lex collar attached Lickin' glass bowls in her cat clothes 'Cause crazy stacks finicky thing
Her kittin drink polar spring Takes naps near her jewelry box She play with all the rings And when she step out the tub it's like an ill flick caramel skin
Bath and body works leave the whole room lit Cinnamon candles, sweet side, they on relax mode Paint her toes on the bed slow, watchin' me Versace robe on her body, peak, sippin' ass She a perfect ten in my wildest dreams Dawn
Aiyyo, she gotta be gone Waitin' on my sweet strawberry pecan Rican La Shawn Holdin' my taffy down when I'm gone Three fourths of her body always covered with clothes
That's why I'm eatin' her candy and suckin' her toes Sweet sexy La Shawn, she got body like what's goin' on On some Marvin gay shit like lets get it on Sugar, let's get it on
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Ayo, she a diamond in the rough, black rose in the hood I love my queen and she treat me good, fuck cookin' for me She stash me out when the feds come lookin' for me I'm not cheatin' on her or beatin' on her
I spend the weekend on her We on the block when the bills start creepin' on her She right there when it gets sticky She strict politic to the vicky's
And a fly aviator the color of sky God on her side Indian chick with cat eyes Mad respect with the fat thighs Plus her guns for the revolution Would straight leave her if she prostituting
Yo, my girls the bomb, intelligent mind Sky blue Louis Vuitton, leg muscles, deep dimples Body is soft, she smell fresh like a new born Pretty feet, peitete ass, nice shoes on
The sunshine for my quiet storm Keepin' the food warm while I'm gone It won't be long till I'm back to my Sweet butter pecan Rican La Shawn Hit me up baby, P.S. Cappadon'
Aiyyo, aiyyo, I woke up in the morning still drunk off the Henn Had a 3'oclock appointment with this girl name Jen You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Lex Coupe Part time fashion designer she work for Jet Blue
Pretty young thing with a body like vida Ass off the meter, Eva medenez Medenezlook, strut like a diva Leave her shine fine, blow minds like dimes of a Cheeba She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes with her feet up
Ms. Bonita Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column Raw dick it down, love me, even if I'm holdin' condoms! 'Cause she my bitch, the only cat that I lick Throwin' that ass like Ciara on the top of that whip
Latin decent, velor suit with the cameltoe print Peppermint flared panties with the garder-belt clips Tattoo of a small butterfly on her inner thigh Even at my loneliest times you that Jen will ride
Whether Jen, Don or Shawn it's the same situation 'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations She was so fly, get high, well understood Big-ass, big brains and straight out the hood
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