Ghostface Killah

Ghostface Killah - Outta The Way lyrics

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(feat. Wigz) 



[Shawn Wiggs] 

Aiyo, the block can't knock me, cause my style's too cocky 

And my team be off the chain 

Aiyo, it's my turn, Wiggs, top of the food chain 

I've been starving, waiting for this money train 

Now I gorilla, monkey jump and spaz on beats 

Slang doctrine, throw some new words in the streets 

Roll sheets to the icky, chocolate Wonka 

I'm like the ice cream man, I make the block go bonkers 



[Ghostface Killah] 

Please, we puff little Christmas trees 

I keep a, chick on her knees, some custom dungarees 

Two-tone hungry's and a whole lotta cheese 

Coconut waffles, pa, I blow like the breeze 



[Shawn Wiggs] 

And the block can't knock me, cause my style's too cocky 

And my team be off the chain 



[Ghostface Killah] 

It's Theodore, Starks Enter', make it hot in the winter 

And my gun gonna spark the flames, I told you to 



[Chorus x2: Shawn Wiggs (Ghostface Killah)] 

Duck out the way (better move nigga) 

Before you clap or get sprayed (brrrrr-aow) 



[Ghostface Killah] 

Ok, I see you wanna take it down to the grit 

Like I've been through the struggle, pa, and can't handle the shit 

I'm a gorilla, I beast everything in the eye 

Rock an eightball jacket in the middle of july 



[Shawn Wiggs] 

Verbal slaughter, grey goose and vitamin waters 

Slumped in the gym, throwing the dumbells all out of order 

Knockin' scuffs on my Reeboks... (say what) 

I got that old drunken style, that spit time in detox 

A to Z blocks I see Oz for the weed spot 

Anthony Acid for the party on the roof top 

Custom made jewels, I got my own spot 

Like my chain all chunky, and my ladies so lovely 

V.I.P. with a bottle of Goose 

It's Wiganomics, no beginner, make it hot in the winter 

And my gun gonna speak the truth, I told ya to 



[Chorus x2] 



[Shawn Wiggs] 

Aiyo, the block can't knock me, cause they love when I'm cocky 

Rock a mink with some Phat Farm jeans 



[Ghostface Killah] 

A big dooky ass charm, hot broad on an arm 

Yo Wiggs show 'em how to serve them fiends 



[Shawn Wiggs] 

I hit the block like a ton of bricks 

I know they look like twenties 

But only give me five harder knicks 

Dirty pillow, we bulletproof cars are armadillo 

Got the whole tri-state weeping like willow 

Get that money, I need a Hugh Hefner account 



[Ghostface Killah] 

And if the bunnies don't come with the crib, we gon' bounce 

To the hotel (motel) yacht by the bay 



[Shawn Wiggs] 

I got the big bottle of Mandarin goose, who got the OJ?
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