Cherchez LaGhost

Tommy Mottola lives on the road
He lost his lady, two months ago
Maybe he’ll find her, maybe he won’t
Ohh wonder that love
Brothers tryin to pass me, but none couldn’t match me No girl can freak me, I’m just too nasty
Lost on a dancefloors, I attack y’all
Snuck through the backdoor, guess who they saw?
Goldie and Ghost, black African Rose
Star-studded low lenses, but the mural was dope
Airbrush double-U bees, STOP!
(Shake your body, body)
And cop a couple of these
(She's a hottie-hottie)
Gofrey and Chancey very upset.
They’re sick and tired of living in debt.
Tired of roaches and tired of rats
I know they are over.
One in the head, I’m fed, this is how we doin,
Put a Ruff Ryder on my dick, bust right through 'em
Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme
Fine Dr. Bizerk, Bicardi Lime
We passin it, takes the shake your Calvin Klein
Before the floor gets moist, taste and follow mine
Swallow 9, model dimes from Bahamas
Slim dude who make us, stuffs inside pyjamas
They’ll take all your rhymes with a Colgate smile, hey baby
They’ll love you one second, then hate you the next
Oh ain’t it crazy baby, yeah
Tony’s his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, yeah
(Blow 'em down God)
Now he’s alone, he’s just the king of his throne
(Yeah, aha)
Always will be my friend, Ghostface Killah
(Truly yours, peace boo)