strawberry lyrics – ghostface killah

“i want you, you’ve got me, something soothing” (x4)

[killa sin]
the f*ck?
yo, somebody sent their wolf pack and in clappin’ rounds
actin’ like, what a way to play these clowns
shady towns, guerillas tryin’ to lay me down
yo lady brown, i’ll set it up, who give a f*ck?
we vested up from head to gut, them n*gg*s won’t get the best of us
the talk to me, silently they stalk with me
armed to the t*tles, should’ve seen me
and let us out of these sheets, believe ’em, leave ’em
coughin’ and bleedin’, even barfin’ and wheezin’
son they called for a year at oz and we gon’ make it even
+burning season+, lord, keep all prawn on the head, lord
the more beef they bring killa, the more steak to feast off
one shot nearly took a cheek off, should’ve seen him leapin’
and dancin’, had all intention to smack him and jack him like jackie lease, son
bl**dy wu dons, _episode 1_, wu weapons get spun
and those who gamble with them hammers’ll surely step up to come

“get over here woman!”

[interlude: rza]
yo, n*gg*, p*ss the mothaf*ckin’ velvety, n*gg*
(no more mothaf*ckin’ velvety)
what the f*ck is that? grey goose, n*gg*?
(yeah, yo)
yo, where the f*ck is tony at, man?
he in the room right here?
(true, so chill son, chill son
he gettin’ his d*ck sucked
a b*tch suckin’ his d*ck)
not again, b (d*mn, n*gg*)
yo, tony! (yo baby, chill, chill)
yo, hold up (a b*tch suckin’ his d*ck)
oh sh*t, son, she slurpin’ and burpin’
(f*ck that) listen, listen, listen, listen
(oh sh*t he gettin’ his d*ck sucked)

[ghostface killah]
five and a half in boys, *ss is off the hook
high school p*ssy, heard you got the best nookie
sugar walls, watch and love, slide right on my d*ck
gon’ palm on ya *ss like this while you ridin’ it
i’m about to c*m boo-boo, chill for a sec
feel it at the tip, ma’, ya p*ssy’s too wet
one false move and i’ma blast like the very first time
burnt you with candle wax fast while you was slobbin’ mine
d*ck is sensitive, you move, baby here it is
oh lord, i told you not to move, you dirty broad
comin’ for days, wettin’ ya cage
my d*ck is like the sprinklers and maybe ya dush, i’m here to save the day
solomon was wise and i got fifty other b*tches
some eat b*tches, some b*tches f*ck my n*gg*s
solomon was wise and i got fifty other b*tches
some eat b*tches, some b*tches f*ck my n*gg*s

“i want you, you’ve got me, something soothing” (x4)

/ ghostface killah lyrics