🎵 Flowers // by Ghostface Killah

17 ContributorsFlowers Lyrics Ultimate! Ultimate! One of Ghost’s favourite cuts from Bulletproof Wallets. Unfortunately the OG version didn’t make the album due to sample clearance issues:… Read More  [Intro: Raekwon] Yeah (Just had to catch it, you know?) That was locked, you know? (That was Gorillas, gorillas!) Tranquilize, tranqulize, yo Yeah, yeah, c'mon Ayo, what is it, lord? [Verse 1: Raekwon] See me in the club, got a gun on my leg Select paper and invade all the illest niggas, tally up paid, yo Live Crew meetin', layin' in the lab with robes of fly Mo We hold all niggas eatin' Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law, straight up Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend Eat it raw style like Flounder Fuckin' with mine or how we design, my niggas might find ya Layin' in the Tropics, big dick shit on park The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics Movin' out, colored Durangos, picture me broke That's like picture rich niggas with the same coats Or rich niggas with the same coke [Verse 2: Method Man] You can catch us cruisin', ballin' a ship, fully equipped On a StarTAC, callin' a bitch, I'm what you get When that Absolut and Hennessy mix (Ultimate! Ultimate!) Wu shit, my whole clique (Ultimate! Ultimate!) Rub-a-dub, ass in the club, showin' me love Sayin' "Peace" to the niggas that thug, I got the drugs And the .38, snub-nose, striking a pose Baby girl spilled her drink on my clothes, the new Girbauds Louis Rich, Hot Nikks, nigga, what's happenin'? Ain't shit, holdin' my dick, smokin' a clip, thanks for askin' Mashin', the latest fashion Dance floor packed in, whites, blacks and latins All in together, together for worse or better Now I put it down whether it's Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical Rock, skate, roll, bounce I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out [Verse 3: Raekwon] All magazines lay, fly life we live The lingo was to let y'all niggas know how niggas rep I'm set lightin' the Purple in a new Lex Triflin work, let's murder everything that move on the set [Bridge: All] I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics [Verse 4: Superb] And my mouth stay dry 'cause I swallow the struggle I might connect you to a VCR after they plug you I'm not a gangster and I hate thugs, too I'm just a nigga that paint a picture without a paintbrush, too Without a paintbrush, too [Verse 5: Ghostface Killah] Bulletproof Wallets, 20G kitchensets made out of Korea Top Sear, gots to be a lots to see a rocks Knots we re'd up behind the stove askin' how Maria popped Lea Cursed out Nia, burst out her purse With the gods you jeer from Stark's Pizzeria Peace, hate to be ya (Uh-huh), especially when them shots ring off In slow motion when yo' head hit the meter You lost two litres, at the same case speeder Peter slid through, shook 'em down for his reefer James chased Theresa with a hatchet on Easter Two murders in the hood, we call it double features Watch how I eat this, freak the best teacher After prayer with the preacher, I get skied in the bleachers And your girl, I might eat her I'm a lover, not a biter (Word up), I still catch her for a pizza [Bridge: Superb] You can be as good as the rest of them or as bad as the worst So don't hate me, you better move over, yeah... [Outro: Ghostface Killah] You fucking idiots! (Yo, uh-huh) Wallets motherfucker! (That's right) All my shit is bulletproof (You slew-footed motherfucker!) Bulletproof projects (Yeah), bulletproof wallets (Duck fiend) R.A.G.U., you heard, you bird-ass niggas (Word) Y'all niggas ain't got a chance, chance, chance, chance