Mighty Healthy (Album Version|Explicit)歌词由Ghostface Killah演唱,出自专辑《GhostDeini The Great (Bonus Tracks) [Explicit]》,下面是《Mighty Healthy (Album Version|Explicit)》完整版歌词!
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Both hands clusty
Chillin' wit my man rusty low down
Blew off the burner kinda dusty
The world can't touch ghost
Purple tape rae co host
Monty hall expo
Intellect you red pro
Son trifling f**k
Wildflower on the cycling
Pick up the brew thought I was michael an'
Mics are writin' pool
Now
I'm into iron duals
Turn ons the earth's whoopee
She out of law school
In hale break beats of hell a alikes propel parallel
Duracell night
You flash a burnt cell
Snap out of candyland
Kids the old rumor is
Blacks become immune to s**t
We never did like
Eati' dead birds chose the pharmacy over herbs
Men marrying men
Ill they got the herbs pulsar
Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter
Livin' off land you god d**n right I f**k fans king me
Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder
Neck to neck stocks with bill gates now
When we hug these mics we get busy
Come and have a good time with g o d
Make you snap your fingers or wiggle
Scream
Shout
Laugh and just giggle
Shake that body
Party that body
Don't f**k with ghost you'll feel sorry
That's word
I'm not the herb
Understand what I'm sayin'
Hit mics like ted koppel
Rifle expert
Let off the eiffel
Burn a flag in the grass it's spiteful
Ringleader set it off
Rap derek jeter
Culprit
Prince of the game wish you could see us
We lay low glitter wax full bangles
Priceless rolls
Lay around the god get tangled
Woolly hair
Eyes firey red
Feet made of brass
Twelve men
Following me
It be the god staff
Move
Every script's like miramax
Smash the big boy totalled it
Will shot fear effects
Son beamin' wifee on the beach
Sippin' zima
Wu 'binos
To latinos
We bust selena
Over night
God schedules
Fed ex
Pretty soloette velvet nice dna scroll genetics
Too hot
To handle one thought scrambling the mandolin
Hundred game wilt chamberlain
Smack em
Say when
He rolling up
Face wrinkled up
Hands is on his nuts
Yo kid stop frontin' on the ground before you get touched
It's canada dry sess
Obsessed with allah's sun
We want rye
We want it so bad we might cry