GHOSTFACE KILLAH

GHOSTFACE KILLAH In The Parks

Lyrics from thetransportconnection GHOSTFACE KILLAH In The Parks Lyrics, singer by GHOSTFACE KILLAH

Let’s dance!

[Ghostface Killah]
Walked up Dr. Jay’s, five niggas with K’s
Son, they feelin’ ya waves, it’s like mayonaisse
Old people love you, corns on they feet
Fifteen, twenty deep, you walked in, cross streets
Walk ’em through red lights, Shaolin through Crown Heights
Even had ’em on bikes, they was starting fights
New Year’s had ’em all drunk, lazy eye Milton
Found a pump, tired of busting ’em
Scotty snatched Janet’s wig off, that night, shit got hectic
Barbara Jean fuckin’ old man Shet
Good God, shit’s real as a fuck, throw a buck
On Chuckle-Up, Thunderbird in cuffs
Skeeter with no teeth, night train lips
Beefin’ with police, Grady hit knees
Dude blew a bag with him, he got butt naked in the ‘villes
Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill
Throw a buck on, Chuckle-Up, Thunderbird in cuffs

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