
Woodrow the Base Head Ghostface Killah (Ft. Superb)
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WOODROW: Hey, Brother Stark!
GHOSTFACE: What up, ‘Dro?
WOODROW: A-yo, what up, my motherfuckin’ nigga?
GHOSTFACE: Ha, my nigga, what’s that, it’s my mother—ahhhhhhhhhh…
WOODROW: Whoooooo!
...
GHOSTFACE: What up, kid?
WOODROW: A-yo, man, why y’all niggas playing me? ‘Cause Woodrow ain’t never hurt no-motherfuckin-body…
GHOSTFACE: [SMACKS LIPS] Ahhh, stop fakin’…
WOODROW: Get these big niggas off me, man…
GHOSTFACE: Ah, ‘Dro, you wild, ‘Dro. What up, G?
WOODROW: A-yo, let me get two. Let me get two
GHOSTFACE: [SMACKS LIPS] C’mon, ‘Dro. You know I can’t fuck with you like that, ‘Dro, y’know dunn?
WOODROW: I’m saying, man, I know y’all motherfuckers say cash rules everything around you, but crack rules everything around me, motherfucker!
GHOSTFACE: Stop that, ‘Dro! Damn!
WOODROW: Know what I’m sayin’? Now, like I said, I got nine dollars for yo’ ass, know what I’m sayin’… you know, I come through—
GHOSTFACE: ‘Dro ‘Dro ‘Dro, you got the most G in the world, ‘Dro, slow down, pard… Slow down. C’mon… C’mon, Dro-Dro!
[BODYGUARDS chuckle]
WOODROW: I’m sayin’! It ain’t no motherfuckin’ game, nigga, I come through with the TV’s… I come through with the VC—
GHOSTFACE: Christmas tomorrow, man! Christmas tomorrow!
WOODROW: And I’m gonna come through for y’all motherfuckers all over here! Stapleton, y’all niggas know how I do! And I’m from uptown, I don’t even motherfuckin’ supposed to be around here, but I come around here, and I spread my motherfuckin’ love. Now I’m saying, give me two cracks, let me go on the roof, take my two—
GHOSTFACE: What up, ‘Dro?
WOODROW: A-yo, what up, my motherfuckin’ nigga?
GHOSTFACE: Ha, my nigga, what’s that, it’s my mother—ahhhhhhhhhh…
WOODROW: Whoooooo!
...
GHOSTFACE: What up, kid?
WOODROW: A-yo, man, why y’all niggas playing me? ‘Cause Woodrow ain’t never hurt no-motherfuckin-body…
GHOSTFACE: [SMACKS LIPS] Ahhh, stop fakin’…
WOODROW: Get these big niggas off me, man…
GHOSTFACE: Ah, ‘Dro, you wild, ‘Dro. What up, G?
WOODROW: A-yo, let me get two. Let me get two
GHOSTFACE: [SMACKS LIPS] C’mon, ‘Dro. You know I can’t fuck with you like that, ‘Dro, y’know dunn?
WOODROW: I’m saying, man, I know y’all motherfuckers say cash rules everything around you, but crack rules everything around me, motherfucker!
GHOSTFACE: Stop that, ‘Dro! Damn!
WOODROW: Know what I’m sayin’? Now, like I said, I got nine dollars for yo’ ass, know what I’m sayin’… you know, I come through—
GHOSTFACE: ‘Dro ‘Dro ‘Dro, you got the most G in the world, ‘Dro, slow down, pard… Slow down. C’mon… C’mon, Dro-Dro!
[BODYGUARDS chuckle]
WOODROW: I’m sayin’! It ain’t no motherfuckin’ game, nigga, I come through with the TV’s… I come through with the VC—
GHOSTFACE: Christmas tomorrow, man! Christmas tomorrow!
WOODROW: And I’m gonna come through for y’all motherfuckers all over here! Stapleton, y’all niggas know how I do! And I’m from uptown, I don’t even motherfuckin’ supposed to be around here, but I come around here, and I spread my motherfuckin’ love. Now I’m saying, give me two cracks, let me go on the roof, take my two—
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