Preacher's Daughter

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 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