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[Intro: Method Man]
Damn... yo, yo [Method Man] Woke up in the morning, like ten A.M |
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Osama Bin Laden on my chinny chin chin
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Yo, Meth, the mailman!
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Yo, Ghost, let him in!
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[Method Man]
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Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
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My keys is missin', my trees is missin'
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No more parties, cuz Doc need to listen
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Cuz something in my closet, go look (he's a pissin')
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I cursed this bitch out, we be laid back
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[Method Man]
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Half a box of cereal gone, my milk's warm
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Mad strong, this is John John, pro and con phenomenon
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Stretch with a morning yawn, party 'til the break of dawn
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Ladies throw your faces on, sing it when the break come on
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[Chorus: Method Man (Ghostface Killah)]
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Each (meet) son (see)
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Boats (suites) dough (beats)
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No cat give you these, rap flow triple g's
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Meth, Ghost, Killa Beez, you know we ride
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Wu-Tang, the best rap group of all time
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Rush little shotgun, rest around nine
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Refrigerator, fish and sweets with no swine
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Dirty and Meth guest room with four dimes
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And U-G. had a master headache
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Him and Genius flew back from, Uganda black, gettin' that cake
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Where Divine at? Wine at
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Tell a DJ to rewind that, Killa killed it wit a blind back
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Dime sack, you know we blew that wit the cognac
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Them bowling ball lead head niggaz, we call them pawn yacks
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[Method Man]
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I say my girl, like to party all the time, Ghost
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Spend up my ends, every week, she always crime broke
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Thank God it's friday, I just got paid
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Feelin' good like I just got laid
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The next drink's on me, instead of, oh God, you think O.G
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White girls they comin' out, like they Pink on E
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So you better get the party started, we get it crunk regardless
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We got the 'dro and hypnotic, them kids is puffin' garbage
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Is where it's crackin' at, Street is you passin' that?
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Mami's is grabbin' ass, Johnny, I'm grabbin' back
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You know my habitat, you know my peoples
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If you wit me, where you at
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There ain't nothin' compared to that, come on!
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[Chorus: Method Man (Ghostface Killah)]
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Each (meet) son (see)
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Boats (suites) dough (beats)
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No flows ill as these, him and Ghost, nigga please
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Meth, Ghost, Killa Beez, you know we ride
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[Hook 2X: Method Man (Ghostface Killah)]
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I got me some Seagram's gin
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Everybody got they cup, but they ain't chipped in
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(These cheap muthafuckas be grown ass men
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Tight muthafuckas finish your shit then they bounce off with them)
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Come back again, drunk off your gin
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And when they try to get you for they ends, that's no friend
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That's no friend, eh, eh
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[Outro: Method Man]
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Yeah, greedy muthafuckas, always wanna get high
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But never wanna buy, first one to come to the party
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Last one to leave, man, fuck all that
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Aiyo, Mr. Streetlife, tell 'em where we come from man.. |
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