Thong song This thing right here Is lettin all the ladies know What guys talk about You know The finer things in life Hahaha Check it out Ooh dat dress
and take off all your clothes With trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum She's so good, make a dead man come Pasties and a g-string, beer and
One, two, three, four G-string is looking for a pilot White flesh is coming down the stairs again Your look just makes me a believer Stray cats are landing
Nickel you be runnin' through hoes/holes like you a shoe string" I tell you two thangs One Don't ever disrespect me Two Call me "God" like you from Wu-Tang
what, don't get it twisted, we Twist it up and even mixed with dust See these fans can't resist the rush, they Wu-Tang for life Scarred for life, they
, Raekwon an' the R.Z.A., so listen to them clear An' put the box right near your ear, light your blunts an' down your beers 'Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang
misdemeanor I wanna be like David and Goliath, shut their mouth, finally silence I hold the Corona, I live in La Colonia ain't got no one to depend on No tango
And for you regular honeys, tryin' to play fly I ain't no Chemical, no bank in your human eye I like my spot, everybody's butt naked Pump with G-strings
then I scared-his ass!) (Kick the hundred strongest rhymes I brought out the punk in him Caught him with a strong five deadly venom Told him enter the Wu-Tang
Tang, nigga, that's what's up Wu Tang, nigga, that's what's up Eh, eh, eh Wu Tang, nigga, that's what's up Wu Tang, nigga, that's what's up Wu Tang,
mics five nights Hang him from the balcony, drop twenty-five flights A fugitive bass playin' rap czar Smoke the cigars, his prints on the strings of his guitar As high as Wu-Tang
6-4, 5th bitch strapped, no roof, roof The Snowman pimp, bitch shoes on the coupe Stepped in 100 deep, deep, blew a few bucks G'd up a pair of black strings
way she wobble and shake it (Shake dat thang) The way she wobble and shake it (For a lil' piece of change) The way she wobble and shake it (Let me see yo G-string
Yeah, uh, heh, heh That's Shadowboxing Yo It's that Blackout, spazzed out, G-String divas Leave you a**** out, passed out, it's cold Pack your h*** u
My strings is rusted, they're all frayed away Hey, hey what now, my drive is shot I'm all tied up inside a misery knot Ain't no dancin', got no tango
his ass Kick the hundred strongest rhymes, I brought out the punk in him Caught him with a strong five deadly venom Told him enter the Wu-Tang Witness
ka kaaa!) (da millions ha!) Chorus 5x [method man] Uh uh uh uh Uh uh uh uh Wu-tang killa bees on the swarm (we play for keeps!) (we play for keeps!) Wu-tang
'cause the people they want more of this Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz Hurricane you got clout, other DJ's, put take your head out A puppet on a string
