Trife Da God - Jellyfish lyrics

[Hook - Ghostface] Aiyyo Here's a little story ghetto love situation 'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations She was so fly, get high, well understood Big-a** big brains and straight out the hood [Ghostface] Yo Aiyyo, I woke up early took a stretch and a yawn Had a 2 o'clock appointment with this girl name Dawn She ain't the Avon lady but her beauty was strong Right before she went to rest she had me singin this song She must be a special lady And a very exciting girl I don't know She had the high-glow's switchin See her in the club you hear others chicks b**hin But Dawn quit to bust a b**h a** and sh** See she did 12 months over a ratchet Not no crab sh** Got bagged with the MAC Taxi cab sh** Clip was hangin out her panties with no where to stash it It was cla**ic Nowadays shes laid back Helpin me perfect my rap Only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat White, furry thing Diamond cut like johnny lex collar attached Lickin gla** bowls in her cat clothes Cause crazy stacks Finicky thing Her kittin drink Polar Spring Take naps Near her j**erly box She play with all the rings And when she step out the tub its like an ill flick Carmel skin, bath and body works leave the whole room lit Cinnamon candles, sweet side, they on relax mode Paint her toes on the bed slow, watchin me Versace robe on her body, peak, sippin asti (piemonte) She a perfect 10 in my wildest dreams DAWN [Cappadonna] Aiyyo, she gotta be gone Waitin on my sweet strawberry pecan rican LaShawn Holdin my taffy down when I'm gone Three fourths of her body always covered with clothes Thats why I'm eatin her candy And s**in her toes Sweet s**y LaShawn She got body like whats goin on On some marvin gaye sh** like lets get it onnnnn Suuuugarrrr Letssss getttt it onnnnn Ayo she a diamond in the rough Black rose in the hood I love my queen and she treat me good f** cookin for me She stash me out when the feds come lookin for me I'm not cheatin on her or beatin on her I spend the weekend on her We on the block when the bills start creepin on her She right there when it gets sticky She strict politic to the vicky's And a fly aviator the color of sky God on her side Indian chick with cat eyes Mad respect with the fat thighs She busts guns for the revolution Would straight leave her if she prostituting Yo my girls the bomb Intelligent mind Sky blue louis vetton Leg muscles, deep dimples Body is soft she smell fresh like a new born Pretty feet peitete a** nice shoes on The sunshine for my quiet storm Keepin the food warm when I'm gone It won't be long 'til I'm back to my sweet bu*ter pecan rican LaShawn Hit me up baby girl, P.S. Cappadon' [Trife] Aiyyo, aiyyo I woke up in the morning still drunk off the Henn Had a 3'oclock appointment with this girl name Jen You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Lex Coupe Part time fashion designer she work for Jet Blue Pretty young thing, with a body like vida Ass off the meter, Eva Mendes look, strut like a diva Leave her shine fine, blow minds like dimes of a cheeba She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes with her feet up Ms. Bonita Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column Raw dick it down, love me, even if I'm holdin condoms! Cause she my b**h, the only cat that I lick Throwin that a** like Ciara on the top of that whip Latin decent, velour suit with the cameltoe print Peppermint flared panties with the garder-belt clips Tattoo of a small bu*terfly on her inner thigh Even at my loneliest times you that Jen will ride... [Hook - Shawn Wiggs] Whether Jen, Dawn, or Shawn its the same situation 'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations She was so fly, get high, well understood Big-a** big brains and straight out the hood