The only girl that ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that ever please me Was the daughter of a man
Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm to make her my baby even make a baby, the thesis makin' her crazy She know my style wavy, I'm circlin' her Father, father was a preacher, I'm certain he hates me But he ain't date me and look, his baby is grown And she decides on her own who resides on the I'm her king, she my queen, we keep it in the zone And she understands the fact that I'm right when I'm wrong she was prayin' in church, I was playin' in dirt That's 100, I admit that we was playin' at first opposites attract, I ain't always sayin' it works I'm sayin' ain't no use in me strayin', that make it worse Wu-Tang, baby, my crew bang And she's the preacher's daughter, I call her my boo thang And we tighter than shoestrings, or 10 in rubber bands Man, sometimes I tell your just don't understand
Yo, you mean Pastor daughter? The preacher, the rich of the poorer? I used to see her Sundays comin' from We used to kick it at her window when her at work Yo, her parents didn't She couldn't even come out to on a school day Thought she was gonna give me some on April day (But no, no way) nah, (no, no-no, no-no, way)
The preacher's daughter, she an child She know the word, but she be runnin' in them foul She married to a man, but she's crushin' his now See her in the market place and boisterous With tight spandex on, her oysters She a seductress in the of a goddess Never or modest, poison the part is Breakin' the vessel, brother against brother Man, that's how she you why the preacher man prolly a mess too Cause the fruit that she devourin' is sin around righteous people Black widow, preacher's comin' to eat you
The only girl that could please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl could ever please me Was the of a preacher man The only girl could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the daughter of a man
I met her on the bus stop black eyes why she said she don't fuck with black guys I cleaned her up, fed her all my Her father spit the gospel but she never caught the Brutal ass whoopins, facin' these evictions So she only fuck thugs that'll wind up in the system Them greasy bastards to squeeze a ratchet Never knew the science of virtue, Like, a for peace, a time for war A time to though, she never felt God before Eternal love that'll pop a kernel, this is grown folk talk me and her, it don't concern you
The only girl that ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could please me Was the of a preacher man The only that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man The girl that could ever please me Was the of a preacher man