Cherchez Laghost Lyrics by Ghostface Killah

Cherchez Laghost Lyrics

    Tommy mattola, lives on the road
    He lost his lady, two months ago
    Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't
    Oh wonder that love

    [ghostface killah, (u-god)]
    Brothers try to pass me, but none could match me
    No girl can freak me, i'm just too nasty
    Lost on the dance floors, i attack y'all
    Snuck through the back door, guess who they saw?
    Goldie and ghost, black african rose
    Star-studded low lenses, plus the mural was dope
    Airbrush w-b's, stop!
    (shake your body, body)
    And cop a couple of these
    (she's a hottie, hottie)

    Scottfree and chauncey, very upset
    They're sick and tired of living in debt
    Tired of roaches and tired of rats
    I know they are over

    One in the head, i'm fed, this is how we doin,
    Put a ruff ryder on my dick, bust right through 'em
    Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme
    Fine dr. bizerk, bicardi lime
    We passin it, takes the shake your calvin klein
    Before the floor gets moist, taste and follow mine
    Swallow nine, model dimes from bahamas
    Slim doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas

    [goldie, (u-god), {ghost}]
    They'll take all your rhymes with a colgate smile, hey baby
    They'll love you one second, then hate you the next
    Oh ain't it crazy baby, yeah
    Tony's his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, yeah
    (blow 'em down god)
    Now he's alone, he's just the king of his throne
    (yeah, aha)
    Always will be my friend, ghostface killah
    (truly yours, peace boo)