Ghostface Killah - Wisdom Body lyrics

[Ghostface Killah - Wisdom Body lyrics]

No, man, all bitches are the
Same, just like my hoes, you know?
I keep 'em broke
Wake up one morning with some money
They're subject to go crazy, you know?
I keep 'em looking good, pretty
And all that, you know, but no dough
When I get a bitch, I got a bitch (Right on)

Word up got motherfuckin' brother wise
You know what I'm saying?
Teaching the uncivilized
Yeah, runnin' the streets, you know it's deep
Word up, check his technique, yeah
I be Ghostface flippin' the marvelous track
Yeah, you know the steelo but yo, yo
Check the banging-est sounds that I invent
Fake niggas who tried to flex
Hard came and went
They couldn't match up with the fly nigga
With his back against the wall


Heads clocked once I came in the door
I played the speaker, sippin' a Kahlua
Saw this bad bitch wit' a switch and, yo
I had to step to her in a manner
And rather wished the current was warm
When I had reached her
I looked and knew the shit was on
Peace, excuse me, allow to introduce myself
Yo, I'm the man, and honey
You've been rated top shelf
Yo, what's your name
Hon? Hair wrapped up in a bun
Your eyes sparkle just like glass in the sun
Never diss 'em
It's hard for a nigga just to miss 'em
Especially when you're browsin'
Goin' fishing
Your waistline bangin' like a bassline
Physical form is well complex, and
Yo, I love your outline, boo
Your whole body is wild
With your rugged profile
Enough to make a hard rock smile
You can't strike out
Tell me what can really go wrong
You're rocking labels
Tommy Hil' down to Claiborne
Show me some love, hon, show me some love
Boo show me the vibe and I'll be more
Than glad to shoot it through ayo, peep it
I know you love Victoria's Secret
And lovin' all the marvelous slang
On how I freaked it
Plus, see you're the type to
Make a nigga crash far from trash
Your flesh is way softer than a baby's ass
Your body lotion is the potion
This shit got me open like dust and
Yo, your stee is Thai potent, yo
We can go the distance
I'll put you under wings from this convo
We can spark and see whatever brings
I walked the hot Arabian desert barefooted
I grabbed your hair
You grabbed my joint and knew where to put it

Word up, yo, straight up and down, yo
Check the joint, baby
It be the Wu Tang production
Yeah, yeah, and all types of shit
And brothers catchin' repercussions
Yo, straight up

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