Текст песни Wildflower - Ghostface Killah
Intro:
[from
the
motion
picture
"J.D.'s
Revenge"]
That
was
the
best
fuckin
I
ever
had.
That's
because
you
been
dealin
with
Dasheese
You
gotta
leave?
Where
you
goin
sugar?
I
got
business
to
take
care
of
[Ghostface]:
No
shit.
Shit
that's
my
old
man,
shit!
Ya
better
go
talk
to
him
[Ghostface]
No
smokin
alarms
(8X)
I'm
mind
shockin,
body
rockin,
earth
shakin,
money
makin
Sittin
high,
lookin
fly,
drinkin
on
the
best
wine...
[Ghostface]
Yo
bitch
I
fucked
your
friend,
yeah
you
stank
hoe
I
seen
her
on
the
elevator,
honey
grabbed
my
Kangol
She
put
me
on
to
mega-shit,
bout
to
slap
the
bitch
She
shot
crazy
verbal,
I
leaned
back
like
I'm
rich
It
took
place
late
night
on
February
17th
Hands
flooded
like
ink,
my
face
on
her
magazine
Just
got
back
from
Honolulu,
pockets
stackin
boucoup
cash
Girlfriend
sipped
the
Yoo-hoo
and
laughed,
yo
While
I
was
on
tour,
whore,
you
went
to
work
Quick
fast,
had
a
nigga
dick
in
the
dirt
You
couldn't
wait
just
to
kidnap
the
bait
of
my
sperm
Where's
you
at,
hoe?
'Pinky
house,
she
put
in
my
perm'
That's
all
you
ever
said
to
me,
thought
that
could
hold
me
Remember
when
I
long-dicked
you
and
broke
your
ovary?
You
crab
bitch,
chickenhead
hoe,
eatin'
heros
I'm
the
first
nigga
that
had
you
watchin
flicks
by
DeNiro
You
gained
crazy
points,
baby,
just
bein
with
God
Taught
you
how
to
eat
the
right
foods,
fast,
and
don't
eat
lard
I
gave
you
earth
lessons,
I
came
to
you
as
a
blessin
You
didn't
do
the
knowledge
what
the
God
was
manifestin
You
sneaky
fuck
bitch,
your
ways
and
actions
told
it
all
I
fucked
you
while
you
was
bleedin,
held
you
down
in
malls
Sexually
you
worshipped
my
di-dick
like
a
cross
I
had
you
fiend
out,
broke
out,
for
a
month
you
fell
off
You
was
my
main
shit,
my
peeps
showed
you
love
on
the
strength
You
saw
how
I
got
down,
the
way
I
thought
had
you
tranked
But
you
had
to
fuck
this
rasta-head
ass
nigga
I
shoulda
slapped
ya
but
the
Gods
said
chilllllllll
That's
your
wiz
fault,
god,
handle
that
in
the
lab"
I'm
wonderin
how
many
times
your
hot
ass
got
stabbed
You
dumb
bitch,
horny
hot
fuck
from
out
the
mountains
Your
clientele
is
low
hoe,
catch
you
next
show,
bro
I
got
jerked,
gave
away
my
pussy,
that
shit
hurt
It
feel
like
somebody
died
or
shot
your
old
Earth
But
fuck
it,
I
fucked
you
on
a
chair
with
three
legs
Broken
tables,
had
you
screamin
while
you
was
bitin
on
my
cables
Whistlin
to
the
washing
machine,
I
threw
it
on
spin
If
your
pussy
dry,
spit
on
my
dick
and
put
it
in
My
dick's
the
bomb
baby,
marvelous
hot
steak
Plus
I'm
conceited
Starks
make
the
biggest
so-called
rape
I'm
God,
cipher
divine
love
my
pussy
real
fine
That
means
clean
the
FDS
smell
with
a
shine
Word
up,
respect
that
hoe
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12 Box in Hand
13 After The Smoke Is Clear
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21 All That I Got Is You
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