Ghostface Killah

Ghostface Killah - We Celebrate lyrics

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Oh yeah.. as we celebrate hip-hop, baby

Oh yeah.. as we celebrate hip-hop, baby, whoa

Yeah, it's Ghostface and the man Kid Capri

Let's celebrate New York, around the world, and

Yo, Ghostface, go in heavy, man, let's do it

(I just want to celebrate) Like my squad won the Super Bowl

(I just want to celebrate) Like we bangin on New Years Eve yall

(I just want to celebrate) Like we just beat trial

(I just want to celebrate) We hype for just bein here

Stones on every arm, the crib is ten million

The corks from Dom Perignon can't reach my ceiling

Four maids with four grenades

When the sun's in my face, all I do is lower the walls for shade

The pool's a pain in the ass, fifty grand on Windex kid

They keep it clean the whole bottom is glass

So you can see the sharks and piranhas, a pair of pajamas

That's my neighbor, the faggot disresepecting my mama

No cars in the garage, it's underground shit

They way the floor open up you think I'm hiding spaceships

French chefs, the best grapes on they breath

Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks the rest

Besides I got birds that never leave the nest

They fuck with me, I'll watch em confess, then I'll go rest

Get back up deposit them checks

Muthafuckas fuckin up a good time by snappin your necks, come on

(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you heard

(I just want to celebrate) Like my first time platinum yall

(I just want to celebrate) Like my first piece of nookie, Uhh

(I just want to celebrate) We hype for just bein here

Money for everybody, candy to the kids

Catch me on dateline, Starky too big

I'm like a mannequin, I stay jig

Mansion parties for all star weekend in my L.A. crib

We can to party, run out of Goose we got Dollies

Shorties wettin me, check out her body, uhh

Throw up your hands like it's your birthda, mommy

Let's celebrate, now I got her girlfriends behind me

Now I'm in the middle, watch is all chiseled

I can holla at the birds like Dr. Dolittle

(What's that in your pocket Ghost?) a Dill pickle

(Not that) oh that's the forty-five stainless nickel

I'm pullin a green, gotta G for the biggest ass

On the floor who look right in them jeans

If you fat, I might take one for the team

But I gotta get drunk first knowhatimean, come on

(I just want to celebrate) Like we won the Power Ball money

(I just want to celebrate) Tony Starks won an Oscar yall

(I just want to celebrate) Like all of my goons just came home

(I just want to celebrate) We bout to have a good year

Na-na-na-na-nah, you can't catch me

I'm out like Thomas in, in a five-fifty

Police be fiendin to frisk me

I'm so legit I walk away with the car keys pissy

Back at the labo, shorty wop need a Dutch

He fuckin wit a Goose dick, tonight I'ma beat it up

Your thing to wet, you sure you ain't seeded up

(That's how I get Ghost, especially when you eat it up)

My goodness gracious, ass is flirtatious

Move it around like a snake miss or sexy waitress

Ghost don't have no patience

I like you, I usually change chicks like radio stations

I'm, definitely not lookin for love

But if you give it to me right now I might say I was

You can chill if you want I got crazy bud

But before we do what it do, go jump in the tub, come on

(I just want to celebrate) Throw ya hands up nigga

(I just want to celebrate) Pop the 'pagne, pop the cork

(I just want to celebrate) Representin on the streets of New York

(I just want to celebrate) {We bout to have a good year}

Yeah, we gets it in, gets it in, gets it in

New York, we been had it, we gets it in

Outta town we fuckin' up but gets it in

Worldwide we doin', we gets it in

The Ghostface, Kid Capri, I gets it in

That's no joke, when we here, we get it in

No kidding, in the building, getting it in

All day, getting it in...

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