Child's Play Lyrics - Supreme Clientele - Ghostface Killah

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk 

White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum 

She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn 

Waist like a Coke bottles scoring 

Pretty young thing loved the swings 

And times she got my ding-a-ling hard 

When she said push hard, she kept Vaseline 

Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress blue back 

Now I'm held accountable right for my actions 

Right before the Wallabee Champ was rockin' wallows 

Drawin' cards, sent her rap message through a bottle 

Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goines 

Birthday, gave her two 50 cent coins 

Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss 

Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off 

Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth 

Wherever God go will be Mrs. Coke 

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Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys 

Hope the years go slow, slow 

Surrounded by intelligence, life through education 

Healthy minds will grow, grow 

Catch me on a bus-stop, dustin', cursin' out 

The cops are still coming, vibe with me 

Everybody's talking about Wu-Tang frontin' 

But you still telling lies to me 

Beautiful in light shows, having no intentions on love 

But having strung eyes of oppose, here we go 

It's not the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass 

I'm not the one, double dus', waiting for the bus 

The fagot Nore son, now year later 

Lady 7th floor, building 7-80 

Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me 

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Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no jewelry on 

Tahitian fresh berry tree, she's a Capricorn 

I really liked the girl, had dreams about her 

Thinking to myself some nights she got 

But hating, was Shinene and Grace and Key-lolo 

Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago 

Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the last hit 

Eh yo, these bitches started swinging and shit 

So I jumped in 

Those were the days, made faces in school plays 

Paper trays, city wide test, made half a days 

Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick a inch taller 

Stapleton bum nigga, I pop a cherry for her 

Fresh air fun, here's dunn, alphabets, berets 

Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum 

Then engage him with them candy rings 

Eh yo, I hit that shit, got jealous when she kissed Rob 

I broked her chicko's sticks 

Guys and girls, y'all remember those days and shit 

Girls walk around in school, one ponytail with the beret 

Next looking like baby powder 

You know what I mean? Those were the days right there 

Boston baked beans, girls come to school with mad candy 

You know what I mean? You'd just come in school for half days 

And all that 

Just to see that little girl right there? In mind to this 

Go home and think about it, you know what I mean? 

May hump the bed sometimes on her, You know what I mean? 

Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom 

You know what I mean? Might get a little, go to the G.O 

Store or something, you know what I mean? 

Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something 

You know what I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something 

You know what I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man 

I wanna go back to school, man 

That's my word, man 

For real y'all, those were, those were the goddamn y'all you remember