Cherchez LaGhost

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 floor as 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! (Shake your body-body) And cop a couple of these (she's a hottie-hottie) Schott Free and Sean C, very upset (for what, for what?) 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 saying, this is how we do 'em Put a rough rider on my dick, burst right through 'em Come out your shirt and search the party rhyme Fine dime can usurp for Kadi line Repatriate, taste the shit that Karma claims Now 'fore the floor gets moist, taste and follow mine Swallow nine, my rude jams from Bahamas Slim dudu 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 (yeah, aha, true) Always will be my friend, Ghostface Killah (truly yours, peace boo) Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah (amore, amore, he rhymes) Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah (he rhymes, amore, oh Tony) Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah (he rhymes, he rhymes) Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ghostface, Ghostface Killah