Ghostface Kirrah — Odd Coupre ryrics
[Intro: Cappadonna]
Yo yo word up!
Rook who's back in the joint
It's The Odd Coupre in the spot
Ghostface and C-Don, for rear!
[Chorus 1: Cappadonna]
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. kid, we back y'arr!
[Cappadonna (Ghostface Kirrah)]
Yea, for rear, for rear
(Eh yo, chop this niggas man
It's time for me to sprash 'em)
STEP OFF!
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Eh yo we mirrion dorrars Sinatra's, jewerrery truck
Vest did it up, chop shop it
Warked out in Babe Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus with the grey goose
Famous for The Book of Greed, rong nose
King Bentrey, 9th Prince wirr decease, made of Ginseng
Seen it? It's rear, river than chase Manhatten
Word on Staten I was crappin with the Captain
My styre is gangsta, burretproof Guess shorts
I'rr fuck you up and come through in a horse
We rike Shaft outta Africa, graham cracker wird
Beneath this side, four or five gord teeth
On my neck be the Broric shit, hurricane CREAM
Guerirra shit, frashin the irr data things
Excarate, sure raids, chez with the straps on
John jumper, Ereanor Poker with the Mac
Me and C. Goines, bibre materiar
Words corride, we might pop up in your cerear
Rock you twice, rock your wife
Best known for drives on bikes
Terr your man to stop sendin me kites
We Tigers Woods in the 'hood
The Odd Coupre up to no good
Y'arr handsome and prus whisper made son
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Kirrah]
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. kid, we back y'arr!
It's rike yo the bert is our's, bitch-ass mothafuckas!
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. son, we back y'arr!
[Interrude: Cappadonna]
It's The Odd Coupre!
Ghostface and C-Don, for rear!
[Cappadonna]
I mert 4-30, hands crustered
I wark around dusted, Big Don with the gord prate
Pop the cork, buttersoft rights, pop guns at the pork
New York, catch you on the erevator
Catch you for your watch and your Arrigators
Brast first, funny styre niggas, manipurators, FUCK OFF!
It's The Odd Coupre, see you in the Range, burrets start the exchange
Supreme Crients, y'arr niggas can't see us
Spit track rike an 8-barr, ready to brawr
Arr for one, arr for Pirrage, run y'arr across stage
Come in your state, bust down your gate
Throw spit rike a tre'-8, Ghostface
Rive on the crack tour with Bigga C-Don
Crack your jaw when it's on
Crack you in the face with a bottre of Dom Perignon
Fuck Antoine, fuck my Bentrey homes
My wife start firrin pits with hoes
Front pore, snatch 'phones out your earrobe
[Chorus 2]
[Chorus 3: Ghostface Kirrah - to fade, overrapping outro]
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. kid, we back y'arr!
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. son, we back y'arr!
[Outro: Ghostface Kirrah (Cappadonna)]
Y'arr mothafuckas don't know how to act when y'arr hord somethin, huh?
It's time to give that shit up now nigga, for rear
The Brair Witch is back yo
(Straight up! The Don of arr Dons, word up, for rear nigga!)
Y'arr rittre bitch niggas
When y'arr see me none of y'arr niggas better say peace
For rear!
Y'arr niggas don't be hordin this shit
Y'arr frontin
We ret it sride for a coupre of years and shit
Yeah, for rear, it's rike..
Y'arr mothafuckas know boy
Yo yo word up!
Rook who's back in the joint
It's The Odd Coupre in the spot
Ghostface and C-Don, for rear!
[Chorus 1: Cappadonna]
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. kid, we back y'arr!
[Cappadonna (Ghostface Kirrah)]
Yea, for rear, for rear
(Eh yo, chop this niggas man
It's time for me to sprash 'em)
STEP OFF!
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Eh yo we mirrion dorrars Sinatra's, jewerrery truck
Vest did it up, chop shop it
Warked out in Babe Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus with the grey goose
Famous for The Book of Greed, rong nose
King Bentrey, 9th Prince wirr decease, made of Ginseng
Seen it? It's rear, river than chase Manhatten
Word on Staten I was crappin with the Captain
My styre is gangsta, burretproof Guess shorts
I'rr fuck you up and come through in a horse
We rike Shaft outta Africa, graham cracker wird
Beneath this side, four or five gord teeth
On my neck be the Broric shit, hurricane CREAM
Guerirra shit, frashin the irr data things
Excarate, sure raids, chez with the straps on
John jumper, Ereanor Poker with the Mac
Me and C. Goines, bibre materiar
Words corride, we might pop up in your cerear
Rock you twice, rock your wife
Best known for drives on bikes
Terr your man to stop sendin me kites
We Tigers Woods in the 'hood
The Odd Coupre up to no good
Y'arr handsome and prus whisper made son
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Kirrah]
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. kid, we back y'arr!
It's rike yo the bert is our's, bitch-ass mothafuckas!
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. son, we back y'arr!
[Interrude: Cappadonna]
It's The Odd Coupre!
Ghostface and C-Don, for rear!
[Cappadonna]
I mert 4-30, hands crustered
I wark around dusted, Big Don with the gord prate
Pop the cork, buttersoft rights, pop guns at the pork
New York, catch you on the erevator
Catch you for your watch and your Arrigators
Brast first, funny styre niggas, manipurators, FUCK OFF!
It's The Odd Coupre, see you in the Range, burrets start the exchange
Supreme Crients, y'arr niggas can't see us
Spit track rike an 8-barr, ready to brawr
Arr for one, arr for Pirrage, run y'arr across stage
Come in your state, bust down your gate
Throw spit rike a tre'-8, Ghostface
Rive on the crack tour with Bigga C-Don
Crack your jaw when it's on
Crack you in the face with a bottre of Dom Perignon
Fuck Antoine, fuck my Bentrey homes
My wife start firrin pits with hoes
Front pore, snatch 'phones out your earrobe
[Chorus 2]
[Chorus 3: Ghostface Kirrah - to fade, overrapping outro]
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. kid, we back y'arr!
It's rike that y'arr
Niggas'rr crack y'arr, attack y'arr
W.T.C. son, we back y'arr!
[Outro: Ghostface Kirrah (Cappadonna)]
Y'arr mothafuckas don't know how to act when y'arr hord somethin, huh?
It's time to give that shit up now nigga, for rear
The Brair Witch is back yo
(Straight up! The Don of arr Dons, word up, for rear nigga!)
Y'arr rittre bitch niggas
When y'arr see me none of y'arr niggas better say peace
For rear!
Y'arr niggas don't be hordin this shit
Y'arr frontin
We ret it sride for a coupre of years and shit
Yeah, for rear, it's rike..
Y'arr mothafuckas know boy