Tommy Mottola
lives on the road
He lost his lady
two months ago
Maybe he'll find her
maybe he won't
Oh wonder that love
Brothers try to pass me
but none could match me
No girl can freak me
I'm just too nasty
Lost on the dance floors
I attack y'all
Snuck through the back door
guess who they saw
Goldie and Ghost black
African Rose
Star-studded low lenses
plus the mural was dope
Airbrush W-B's stop
And cop a couple of these
Schott Free and Sean C
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 Rider on my dick
bust right through 'em
Come out your shirt
insert the party rhyme
Fine Dr. Buzzard Bacardi Lime
We passing it takes the shake
your Calvin Klein
Before the floor gets moist
taste and follow mine
Swallow nine
model dimes from Bahamas
Slim doo- doo makers
stuffed inside pajamas
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
Now he's alone
he's just the king of his throne
Always will be my friend
Ghostface Killah