Wu-Tang Clan - Preacher's Daughter lyrics

[Wu-Tang Clan - Preacher's Daughter lyrics]

The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man

Yo, pa, I got a lady
I'm 'bout to make her my baby
Might even make a baby
The thesis makin' her crazy
She know my style wavy
I'm circlin' her Mercedes
Father, father was a preacher
I'm almost certain he hates me
But he ain't gotta date me and look
His baby is grown and she decides on her own
Who resides on the throne
I'm her king, she my queen
We keep it right in the zone
And she understands the fact that I'm
Even right when I'm wrong
When she was prayin' in church


I was playin' in dirt that's 100
I admit that we both was playin' at first
When opposites attract
I ain't always sayin' it works
I'm just sayin' ain't no use in me strayin'
That make it worse
It's Wu Tang, baby, my crew bang
And she's the preacher's daughter
I just call her my boo thang
And we tighter than shoestrings
Or 10 grand in rubber bands
Man, sometimes I tell your
Parents just don't understand

No yo, you mean Pastor Brown's daughter?
The preacher
The rich slave maker of the poorer?
I used to see her Sundays comin' from church
We used to kick it at her
Window when her pops at work
Yo, her parents didn't play
She couldn't even come out to
Play on a school day
Thought she was gonna give me
Some on April Fool's day
(But no, no way) nah (no, no no, no no
No no way)

The preacher's daughter
She an illegitimate child she know the Word
But she be runnin' in them streets foul
She married to a man
But she's crushin' his brother now
See her in the market
Place loud and boisterous
With tight spandex on, chokin' her oysters
She a seductress in the form of a goddess
Never virtuous or modest, poison the part is
Breakin' the vessel
Turn brother against brother
Man, that's how she molest you
That's why the preacher man prolly a mess too
Cause the fruit that she devourin' is evil
Never sin around righteous people
Black widow
Preacher's daughter comin' to eat you

The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man

I met her on the bus stop with black eyes
That's why she said she don't
Fuck with black guys
I cleaned her up, fed her all my wisdom
Her father spit the gospel but
She never caught the vision
Brutal ass whoopins
Always facin' these evictions
So she only fuck with thugs that'll
Wind up in the system
Them greasy bastards quick to
Squeeze a ratchet
Never knew the science of virtue
Ecclesiastes
Like, a time for peace, a time for war
A time to laugh though
She never felt God before
Eternal love that'll pop like a kernel
This is grown folk talk
Between me and her, it don't concern you

The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever please me
Was the daughter of a preacher man

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