Supa Gfk Lyrics - The Big Doe Rehab - Ghostface Killah

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) 

What did y'all discover? 

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) 

It's a Superman lover... 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet 

And these fucking little faggots don't believe it's Ghost 

Well, surprise mothafucka, Starkey Love got breakfast 

Got some steaming hotcuits, you can eat this toast 

Shots blow through ya meatloaf and lace ya back 

Turn you over like a pancake and take ya gat 

That's not damn near the half of it 

Cops came, said the Killahs ain't risk 

game and the flow's so accurate 

Anything's possible, black, you mad profitable 

Waste no time, breath, air on popping you 

Put you on the guest list, go dance with death 

The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left 

See the spooks in, goths in, devils in, fire's in 

You dwelling in hell where them snitch niggaz lyin, friend 

Ya skin start bubbling from in the hot oven 

Say peace to my man down there, K-Dozen 

It's Ghost, pressing y'all clowns on the regular 

Dead you on a five pack, then take ya cellular 

Don't get it twisted, black, cuz I'll bury ya 

This is just weed money, the more, the merrier 

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They call me the Superman lover 

Said, they call me the Superman lover 

Yeah, plus I'm wrong... 

Aiyo, G4 jets with like three and four pets 

Sex, Beck's, chicken and hens, all the same sex 

Walk through the Amazon, spilling Dom, Moet 

To find my way back I gotta leave a trail of bagettes 

My tongue's like a four-pound, my game is ill 

Twist a chick like a Rubik's cube, now what's the deal? 

Chocolate, light skin, meet Mr. Excitement 

Got my D.D.L. on me, that's my Dick 'em Down License 

Never wife 'em, strike just like lightning 

I stay piping, hype just like Hype is 

Bitches wanna see me and my rindstone drawers 

Call in sick at work, then they take off 

For me, spread 'em out for Starky 

My mouth may drizzle like BizMarkie 

I get it in like any car key 

My stroke is on, I'm never rusty 

Uh-uh, but if you wanna play, this is what you gonna say 

That I got the best D, he could hit it all day 

Something like a rising star that's on Broadway 

Sex real live with a Illmatic foreplay 

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Oh shit, it's that Bally, it's that slick Bally 

'88 material, little niggaz don't know 

nothing about this though 

Check it out y'all (look) come on (look) yeah, come on 

(Up in the sky) When I'm at the bar, 

or in a rented car (look) 

(You'll see me flying by) Ya see the 

jewerly truck, don't touch 

Yeah, yeah, come on, when I'm in the streets 

Might show you the heat (look, flying straight past ya) 

Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me) 

Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt 

Toney Starks Radio right here 

Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt 

Smooth FM, you know how we do, come on 

Wave ya hand in the air like this 

Mami, wave ya hands in the air like this 

Put 'em up if you trying to get rich 

Put 'em up if you trying to get rich 

Uh, that's right, get rich 

Let's go, that's right, get rich 

Ghostface, Ghostface... 

Staten Island, New York, what up