Wild Flower (feat. Scotty Wotty, Jamie Sommers)

That was the best [bad word] I ever had.
That's because you been dealin with Dasheese
You gotta leave? Where you goin sugar?
I got business to take care of
[Ghostface]: No [bad word]  [bad word] that's my old man [bad word] 
Ya better go talk to him

[Ghostface] No smokin alarms (8X)

I'm mind shockin body rockin earth shakin money makin
Sittin high lookin fly drinkin on the best wine...

[Ghostface]
Yo [bad word] I [bad word] your friend, yeah you stank hoe
I seen her on the elevator, honey grabbed my Kangol
She put me on to mega [bad word]  bout to slap the [bad word] She shot crazy verbal, I leaned back like I'm rich
It took place late night on February 17th
Hands flooded like ink, my face on her magazine
Just got back from Honolulu, pockets stackin boucoup cash
Girlfriend sipped the Yoo-hoo and laughed, yo
While I was on tour, [bad word]  you went to work
Quick fast, had a [bad word] [bad word] in the dirt
You couldn't wait just to kidnap the bait of my sperm
Where's you at, hoe? 'Pinky house, she put in my perm'
That's all you ever said to me, thought that could hold me
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Remember when I long [bad word] you and broke your ovary?
You crab [bad word]  chickenhead hoe, eatin' heros
I'm the first [bad word] that had you watchin flicks by DeNiro
You gained crazy points, baby, just bein with God
Taught you how to eat the right foods, fast, and don't eat lard
I gave you earth lessons, I came to you as a blessin
You didn't do the knowledge what the God was manifestin
You sneaky [bad word] [bad word]  your ways and actions told it all
I [bad word] you while you was bleedin, held you down in malls
Sexually you worshipped my di [bad word] like a cross
I had you fiend out, broke out, for a month you fell off
You was my main [bad word]  my peeps showed you love on the strength
You saw how I got down, the way I thought had you tranked
But you had to [bad word] this rasta-head [bad word] [bad word] I shoulda slapped ya but the Gods said chilllllllll
That's your wiz fault, god, handle that in the lab"
I'm wonderin how many times your hot [bad word] got stabbed
You dumb [bad word]  horny hot [bad word] from out the mountains
Your clientele is low hoe, catch you next show, bro
I got jerked, gave away my [bad word]  that [bad word] hurt
It feel like somebody died or shot your old Earth
But [bad word] it, I [bad word] you on a chair with three legs
Broken tables, had you screamin while you was bitin on my cables
Whistlin to the washing machine, I threw it on spin
If your [bad word] dry, spit on my [bad word] and put it in
My [bad word] s the bomb baby, marvelous hot steak
Plus I'm conceited Starks make the biggest so-called rape
I'm God, cipher divine love my [bad word] real fine
That means clean the FDS smell with a shine
Word up, respect that hoe