[Chorus: Female Singer & Ghostface]
Ghostface (Yo, yo who's the boss when it comes to these songs?)
Ghostface (What y'all talkin' 'bout, I can't hear y'all!)
Ghostface! (A little louder)
Ghostface

[Verse 1: Ghostface]
Yo, you can catch me in Z-No's on a Friday night
Or at the Emmy's, Bentley's, Roll Royce, all white
Fresh kicks, star studded up
A ounce of Gertest to hold me til them Theodore and Deini's roll up
Soak my hands in olive oil, loyal to each, Diamond
Shoot out the clock while I'm killin' timin'
Eight-mill just to resign me
My bitches go crazy and pull they hair out when they can't find me
It's like, all he say.. Mr., Mr., D.J
Bring it back like an instant replay
Please, get these wack records off of me
I can't breath, ashtma pump so I could stop the weez
It's like they love garbage (yeah), for God's sake, I'm the real artist
Hear they songs, I'm n***as father's
Under my wing like Sanford and Son
Weird sons, I'm a big gun, like Big Pun, Big L and Jason

[Chorus: Female Singer & Ghostface]
Ghostface (Yo, yo who's the boss when it comes to these songs?)
Ghostface (I can't hear y'all!)
Ghostface! (A little louder)
Ghostface
[Verse 2: Ghostface]
I'm like a green and white kickball, I bounce
Spin off walls and cars, the Wizard of Clarks, Tony Oz
In the third grade, I bagged Penny
Well Butter on your burns, guess Daddy was concerned like many
Now Daddy's blowin' 'sherm and Remi
On the road told the bus to pullover so I can shit in Denny's
This is Tone-Tana, spangled banded with four hammers
Bangles get tangled and they cause manners
Money, don't stop, get it, get it, I'm not finished with it
Menaced out, tell your click that Dennis did it
Rock them boats and I copped them ropes
Resurging the mics, I deal with only knives and throats
Hold my tongue around fake n***as
Look at 'em sideways and pull my trees
Ask me to hit it, I'm like, N***a Please, fuck outta here!
Fuck war with n***as, facin' me, fuckas, step up the gear

[Bridge: Ghostface]
Ghost dough and spend it though
Plus got the pen exposed
Countin' mad money and sheep, god damn
Take a look at the radio, shit soundin' shady, yo
Everything I'm hearin' is weak
We got them long biscuits, long clip shit
Run for the hills and re-charge your shit
Come back if you think that you are-are do-do-do-don!
[Chorus: Female Singer & Ghostface]
Ghostface (Yo, yo who's the boss when it comes to these songs?)
Ghostface (I can't hear y'all!)
Ghostface! (A little louder)
Ghostface

[Outro: woman]
The dopest, flyest, O.G., pimp, hustler
Gangsta, playa, hardcore muthafucka living today...