[Intro: Raekwon & Ghostface Killah]
You got your hands on Mooney shit?
Say word
We gon' get high
I don't give a fuck about that nigga
He a bird anyway
Baby taking his packages
He a snitch, too (Ayo)
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
In Pam's house there was money missing
She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin' blow in the kitchen
Her kids never ate, BCW's involved with her
Kids that she never seen, shipped two to Florida
Maxine, dark skinneded, bald headed bitch, mean
Pam's right hand, together they're the coldest fiends
Aw, shit, guess who arrived at the door
It's Mooney the supplier, "Shh, don't open the door!"
"Bitch, open the door!" "Maxine, he gon' kill me!"
"Chill, I got a friend cop," "Girl, you don't know his beef"
Three long kicks, the hinges flew off
Kids screaming, the heavy face slap blew Maxine head off
It's on in the crib, "You wrong for what you did
You gon' pay, Pam, fuck that, boo, kiss your kids
Y'all get the fuck in the room", "Fuck you, you ain't our real daddy"
"Next time you see my Caddy, don't fucking flag me"
This is where he fucks up at, peep his movements
Maxine's in the kitchen crying, grits is boiling on the side
She had a cup of lye, somebody gotta die
"Uh-huh, y'all bitches fucked up, smoked out my packages
Y'all had Mackie's shit and Pappy's shit
Word to Aunt May I want mine"
You got your hands on Mooney shit?
Say word
We gon' get high
I don't give a fuck about that nigga
He a bird anyway
Baby taking his packages
He a snitch, too (Ayo)
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
In Pam's house there was money missing
She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin' blow in the kitchen
Her kids never ate, BCW's involved with her
Kids that she never seen, shipped two to Florida
Maxine, dark skinneded, bald headed bitch, mean
Pam's right hand, together they're the coldest fiends
Aw, shit, guess who arrived at the door
It's Mooney the supplier, "Shh, don't open the door!"
"Bitch, open the door!" "Maxine, he gon' kill me!"
"Chill, I got a friend cop," "Girl, you don't know his beef"
Three long kicks, the hinges flew off
Kids screaming, the heavy face slap blew Maxine head off
It's on in the crib, "You wrong for what you did
You gon' pay, Pam, fuck that, boo, kiss your kids
Y'all get the fuck in the room", "Fuck you, you ain't our real daddy"
"Next time you see my Caddy, don't fucking flag me"
This is where he fucks up at, peep his movements
Maxine's in the kitchen crying, grits is boiling on the side
She had a cup of lye, somebody gotta die
"Uh-huh, y'all bitches fucked up, smoked out my packages
Y'all had Mackie's shit and Pappy's shit
Word to Aunt May I want mine"
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