《One (Explicit)》歌词

[00:03:45] Artist锛歡hostface killah

[00:03:45] Songs Title锛歰ne

[00:03:45] Yo, yeah {new ghostface!}

[00:03:45] Yeah, to glorious days {one}

[00:03:45] Yeah god, check it out yall

[00:03:45] We back, yes yes yall {one}

[00:03:45] (fake roller derbies)

[00:03:45] Yeah, masked avengers

[00:03:45] Were here to sharpen your sword {one}

[00:03:45] All praises due to t.m.f., wu-tang clan

[00:03:45] Scream on it, ghost

[00:03:45] Eh yo, we at the weedgate, waitin for jake

[00:03:45] We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villians yelling belly aches {one}

[00:03:45] Heavyweight rhyme writers hittin the grass

[00:03:45] Stash the right b**ch, pull out his kite from this white b**ch {one}

[00:03:45] Talkin bout, dear ghost, you the only ni**a I know

[00:03:45] Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast {one}

[00:03:45] Guests started mashing, cvl, ice water battlion

[00:03:45] Past tense place to gold caskets {one}

[00:03:45] Dru hill b**ches, specialist loungin at the mosk

[00:03:45] Suede cufy, rabbi come dig up a dentist {one}

[00:03:45] Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target

[00:03:45] When the narcs hit, rumor is you might start to spit {one}

[00:03:45] You nice lord, sweet daddy grace, wind lifted

[00:03:45] On the dancefloor, mangos is free followed by ghost {one}

[00:03:45] Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked

[00:03:45] Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin new court dates {one}

[00:03:45] Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice

[00:03:45] Branches in my w**d be the vein {one}

[00:03:45] Swimsuit issue, darts sent truly from the heart, boo, I miss you

[00:03:45] See that he rock a wrist, dude {one}

[00:03:45] Moder-en slave god, graveyard spells, fog your goggles

[00:03:45] Layin like needles in the hospital {one}

[00:03:45] Five steps to concer, ax vernon debt, big a** whistle

[00:03:45] Ziploc your ear, here thistle {one}

[00:03:45] To my real b**ches take your draws off

[00:03:45] To all my high niggas, snatch her skirt off {one}

[00:03:45] Just in case she wanna play, get up in that b**ch face

[00:03:45] And tell her ghost said, take your clothes off! {one}

[00:03:45] Eh yo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies

[00:03:45] Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {one}

[00:03:45] Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts

[00:03:45] Fast from the heart yall, and grow up {one}

[00:03:45] Eh yo, crash thru, break the glass, tony with the goalie mask

[00:03:45] Thats the pass, heavy ice rollin, layin on the grass {one}

[00:03:45] Love the grass, colliflower hurtin when I dumped the trash

[00:03:45] Sour mad surgeon, every glass up at the wally bash {one}

[00:03:45] Sun splash, autographed lesson with your name slashed

[00:03:45] Backdraft, four powders, screamin with the pearly hats {one}

[00:03:45] Children fix the contrast as the sound clashes

[00:03:45] Misses dash, sprinkle wit her icsicle eye lashes {one}

[00:03:45] Ask coward pendergrass for backstage passes

[00:03:45] Special guest, no more johnny blaze, johnny mattress {one}

[00:03:45] Acrobat, run up on that love jones actress

[00:03:45] Distract that cat while Im hot sugar get a crack at this {one}

[00:03:45] Dickin down oprah, jump rope, david think hes rasta

[00:03:45] Black man, dc hit to mocha {one}

[00:03:45] Two tangerine sofa, two super soakers in the rover

[00:03:45] Hit the sports bar, tell a young lady to bend over {one}

[00:03:45] Meditated yoga, powder ball, dancin with the vulture

[00:03:45] Pastor troy layin for travolta {one}

[00:03:45] Yo, switch the lingo, five-nine-seventy

[00:03:45] God glow, seven-fifteen, fall be heavenly {one}

[00:03:45] Eh yo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies

[00:03:45] Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {one}

[00:03:45] Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts

[00:03:45] Fast from the heart yall, and grow up {one}

[00:03:45] Eh yo, wu-tang clan, t.m.f. in the motherf**kin joint

[00:03:45] We all connect as {one}

[00:03:45] (aw sh*t, baby) straight up and down yall

[00:03:45] (staple-town, yall) yo, how many girls you gotta f**k, yo? {one}

[00:03:45] (ah-hah, knowimsayin? trey-mack, what? )

[00:03:45] How many nuts you might bust? {one}

[00:03:45] Haha, straight up and down

[00:03:45] (how many shots? ) {one}

[00:03:45] {one}

[00:03:45] (thats it) word up

[00:03:45] How many cakes we bake, yall? {one}

[00:03:45] (yo, yo, yo) {one}

[00:03:45] (aw sh*t, haha) {one}

[00:03:45] {one}