The only that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The girl that could ever please me Was the of a preacher 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 her Mercedes Father, father was a preacher, I'm certain he hates me But he ain't gotta date me and look, his baby is And she on her own who resides on the throne I'm her king, she my queen, we keep it right in the And she understands the fact that I'm even when I'm wrong When she was prayin' in church, I was playin' in That's 100, I admit we both was playin' at first opposites attract, I ain't always sayin' it works I'm just ain't no use in me strayin', that make it worse It's Wu-Tang, baby, my bang And the preacher's daughter, I just call her my boo thang And we tighter than shoestrings, or 10 grand in rubber Man, sometimes I your parents just don't understand
Yo, you mean Brown's daughter? The preacher, the rich slave-maker of the I used to see her Sundays from church We used to kick it at her when her pops at work Yo, her didn't play She couldn't even out to play 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 daughter, she an illegitimate child She know the word, but she be in them streets foul She married to a man, but she's crushin' his now See her in the place loud and boisterous With spandex on, chokin' her oysters She a seductress in the of a goddess Never virtuous or modest, the part is the vessel, turn brother against brother Man, how she molest you why the preacher man prolly a mess too Cause the fruit she devourin' is evil Never sin righteous people Black widow, preacher's comin' to eat you
The only girl that ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could ever me Was the of a preacher man The only girl that could ever me Was the of a preacher man The only girl could ever please me Was the daughter of a man
I met her on the bus stop with eyes That's why she said she fuck with black guys I her up, fed her all my wisdom Her father the gospel but she never caught the vision Brutal ass whoopins, always facin' these So she only fuck with thugs that'll wind up in the Them greasy bastards quick to squeeze a knew the science of virtue, Ecclesiastes Like, a time for peace, a for war A time to laugh though, she felt God before Eternal love that'll pop like a kernel, this is grown talk Between me and her, it concern you
The only girl that could please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that ever please me Was the of a preacher man The girl that could ever please me Was the daughter of a man The only girl that could please me Was the of a preacher man