Pour tha Martini Wu Block (Ft. Cappadonna)

[Intro: sample]
“Fourth quarter time…”

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Clarks is lightly scuffed, need a new pair
Jacob Javits Center, Wu and Snoop there
D-Block pull up, olive green drops
The interior suede, cuz that’s boss crock
Air fresheners hang, the joint is sold out
To capacity, this young bitch keep asking me
“Can I suck your dick?”, “Not now, shorty”
“Maybe after the show, just hold fast for me”
Ferocious bangles, birds on both arms
I’m jew-eled out like a box of Lucky Charms
On stage, two treadmills, a pull-up bar
Involved with the lights to give it that red feel
Feeling like Bruce Wayne, making up for never making the prom
Ma, you chilling? The belt glow in the dark
Where my aunt stays, batteries gone
That’s when I pull a forty out for Ason

[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Wu-Block, I’m from a gun play habitat
Let me run into Nicki, I’m smashing that
What you know about the ratchet in your mother mouth
Killah banging the neck, with two rubbers out