Ghostface Killah - Cheche La Ghost (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Tommy Mattola, lives on the road

He lost his lady, two months ago

(For real son what?)

Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't

Oh wonder that love

Brothers try to pass me, but none could match me

No girl can freak me, I'm just too nasty

Lost on the dance floor as I attack y'all

Snuck through the back door, guess who they saw?

Goldie and Ghost, black African Rose

Star-studded low lenses, plus the mural was dope

Airbrush W-B's, STOP! (Shake your body, body)

And cop a couple of these (She's a hottie, hottie)

Scottfree and Chauncey, very upset

They're sick and tired of living in debt

Tired of roaches and tired of rats

I know they are over

Brooklyn jumpin' - it's girls by the thousands

Heart-throb music - girls come out your blouses

Shakin' ya ass - it's Cherchez Laghost

She could hustle with a sick style - jump off the boat!

Everybody's in the song - no bad boys

Scene hot and muggy - you might end up in the wrong house

You hear the feelin' - snatch that boy

He a herb - catch him for a brand new toy

They'll take all your rhymes with a Colgate smile, hey baby

(Get 'em girl, get 'em girl)

They'll love you one second, then hate you the next

Oh ain't it crazy baby, yeah (So crazy, so crazy)

Tony's his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, yeah

{Blow 'em down}

Now he's alone, he's just the king of his throne

(Yeah, aha, true)

Always will be my friend, Ghostface Killah

(Truly yours, peace boo)

Catch me on the stage with about ten kicks

Blister hard headed - grinnin' all day

Can you say "Oww! We just got paid"

Keep ya frown son if you ain't gettin' laid

Oooo, Ghostface, Ghostface

Oooo, Ghostface, Ghostface *repeated to end*

Amore, amore, he rhymes, he rhymes, amore

Oh Tony, he rhymes, he rhymes, he rhymes