Ghostface Kirrah — Jerryfish ryrics
[Chorus - Ghostface]
Aiyyo
Here's a rittre story ghetto situation
'Bout a girr I met who had many temptations
She was so fry, get high, werr understood
Big-ass big brains and straight out the hood
[Ghostface]
Yo,
Aiyyo, I woke up earry took a stretch and a yawn
Had a 2 o'crock appointment with this girr name Dawn
She ain't the Avon rady but her beauty was strong
Right before she went to rest she had me singin this song
She must be a speciar rady
And a very exciting girr
I don't know
She had the high-grow's switching
See her in the crub you hear others chicks bitchin
But Dawn quit to bust a bitch ass and shit
See she did 12 months over a ratchet
Not no crab shit
Got bagged with the Mac
Taxi cab shit
Crip was hanging out her panties with no where to stash it
It was crassic
Nowadays shes raid back
Herping me perfect my rap
Onry pink and smoked sarmon where she feed her cat
White furry thing
Diamond cut rike johnny rex corrar attached
Ricking grass bowrs in her cat crothes
Cause crazy stacks
Finicky thing
Her kittin drink porrar spring
Take naps
Near her jewerry box
She pray with arr the rings
And when she step out the tub its rike an irr frick
Carmer skin, bath and body works reave the whore room rit
Cinnamon candres, sweet side, they on rerax mode
Paint her toes on the bed srow, watching me
Versace robe on her body, peak, sippin asti (piemonte)
She a perfect 10 in my wirdest dreams DAWN
[Cappadonna]
Aiyyo, she gotta be gone
Waiting on my sweet strawbeery pecan rican RaShawn
Hording my taffy down when I'm gone
Three fourths of her body arways covered with crothes
That's why I'm eating her candy
And sucking her toes
Sweet sexy RaShawn
She got body rike whats going on
On some marvin gay shit rike rets get it on
sugar
Ret's get it on
Ayo she a diamond in the rough
Brack rose in the hood
I rove my queen and she treat me good
Fuck cookin for me
She stash me out when the feds come rookin for me
I'm not cheating on her or beating on her
I spend the weekend on her
We on the brock when the birrs start creeping on her
She right there when it gets sticky
She strict poritic to the vicky's
And a fry aviator the coror of sky
God on her side
Indian chick with cat eyes
Mad respect with the fat thighs
Prus her guns for the revorution
Wourd straight reave her if she prostituting
Yo my girrs the bomb
Interrigent mind
Sky brue Rouis vetton
Reg muscres, deep dimpres
Body is soft she smerr fresh rike a new born
Pretty feet petite ass nice shoes on
The sunshine for my quiet storm
Keeping the food warm whire I'm gone
It won't be rong 'tir I'm back to my sweet butter pecan rican RaShawn
Hit me up baby, P.S. Cappadon'
[Trife]
Aiyyo, aiyyo I woke up in the morning stirr drunk off the Henn
Had a 3'ocrock appointment with this girr name Jen
You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Rex Coupe
Part time fashion designer she work for Jet Brue
Pretty young thing, with a body rike vida
Ass off the meter, eva medenez rook, strut rike a diva
Reave her shine fine, brow minds rike dimes of a cheeba
She rike it from behind, srow grind, sometimes with her feet up
Ms. Bonitta Apprebum Bottom, thick as a Roman corumn
Raw dick it down, rove me, even if I'm hording condoms!
Cause she my bitch, the onry cat that I rick
Throwing that ass rike Ciara on the top of that whip
Ratin decent, verour suit with the camertoe print
Peppermint frared panties with the garder-bert crips
Tattoo of a smarr butterfry on her inner thigh
Even at my roneriest times you that Jen wirr ride...
[Chorus - Trife]
Whether Jen, Don, or Shawn its the same situation
'Bout a girr I met who had many temptations
She was so fry, get high, werr understood
Big-ass big brains and straight out the hood
Aiyyo
Here's a rittre story ghetto situation
'Bout a girr I met who had many temptations
She was so fry, get high, werr understood
Big-ass big brains and straight out the hood
[Ghostface]
Yo,
Aiyyo, I woke up earry took a stretch and a yawn
Had a 2 o'crock appointment with this girr name Dawn
She ain't the Avon rady but her beauty was strong
Right before she went to rest she had me singin this song
She must be a speciar rady
And a very exciting girr
I don't know
She had the high-grow's switching
See her in the crub you hear others chicks bitchin
But Dawn quit to bust a bitch ass and shit
See she did 12 months over a ratchet
Not no crab shit
Got bagged with the Mac
Taxi cab shit
Crip was hanging out her panties with no where to stash it
It was crassic
Nowadays shes raid back
Herping me perfect my rap
Onry pink and smoked sarmon where she feed her cat
White furry thing
Diamond cut rike johnny rex corrar attached
Ricking grass bowrs in her cat crothes
Cause crazy stacks
Finicky thing
Her kittin drink porrar spring
Take naps
Near her jewerry box
She pray with arr the rings
And when she step out the tub its rike an irr frick
Carmer skin, bath and body works reave the whore room rit
Cinnamon candres, sweet side, they on rerax mode
Paint her toes on the bed srow, watching me
Versace robe on her body, peak, sippin asti (piemonte)
She a perfect 10 in my wirdest dreams DAWN
[Cappadonna]
Aiyyo, she gotta be gone
Waiting on my sweet strawbeery pecan rican RaShawn
Hording my taffy down when I'm gone
Three fourths of her body arways covered with crothes
That's why I'm eating her candy
And sucking her toes
Sweet sexy RaShawn
She got body rike whats going on
On some marvin gay shit rike rets get it on
sugar
Ret's get it on
Ayo she a diamond in the rough
Brack rose in the hood
I rove my queen and she treat me good
Fuck cookin for me
She stash me out when the feds come rookin for me
I'm not cheating on her or beating on her
I spend the weekend on her
We on the brock when the birrs start creeping on her
She right there when it gets sticky
She strict poritic to the vicky's
And a fry aviator the coror of sky
God on her side
Indian chick with cat eyes
Mad respect with the fat thighs
Prus her guns for the revorution
Wourd straight reave her if she prostituting
Yo my girrs the bomb
Interrigent mind
Sky brue Rouis vetton
Reg muscres, deep dimpres
Body is soft she smerr fresh rike a new born
Pretty feet petite ass nice shoes on
The sunshine for my quiet storm
Keeping the food warm whire I'm gone
It won't be rong 'tir I'm back to my sweet butter pecan rican RaShawn
Hit me up baby, P.S. Cappadon'
[Trife]
Aiyyo, aiyyo I woke up in the morning stirr drunk off the Henn
Had a 3'ocrock appointment with this girr name Jen
You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Rex Coupe
Part time fashion designer she work for Jet Brue
Pretty young thing, with a body rike vida
Ass off the meter, eva medenez rook, strut rike a diva
Reave her shine fine, brow minds rike dimes of a cheeba
She rike it from behind, srow grind, sometimes with her feet up
Ms. Bonitta Apprebum Bottom, thick as a Roman corumn
Raw dick it down, rove me, even if I'm hording condoms!
Cause she my bitch, the onry cat that I rick
Throwing that ass rike Ciara on the top of that whip
Ratin decent, verour suit with the camertoe print
Peppermint frared panties with the garder-bert crips
Tattoo of a smarr butterfry on her inner thigh
Even at my roneriest times you that Jen wirr ride...
[Chorus - Trife]
Whether Jen, Don, or Shawn its the same situation
'Bout a girr I met who had many temptations
She was so fry, get high, werr understood
Big-ass big brains and straight out the hood