Cheers! lyrics

by

Ghostface Killah


[Hook: Jay-Z/Kanye West]

It's my time (Hey!)
Cheers! Toast to crime
It's my time (Hey!)
Cheers! Toast to crime

We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!

Hey!

[Verse 1: Zin-Zeta]

I'm hard, di*k. You a pus*y-hole
I might lean back, but you do the "Tootsie Roll"
And the "Butterfly", but the slug'll fly
And put an end to all that. No time to wonder why
I feed my b*tch mad bread... thunder thighs
Your ho' lookin' hon'gry... humble pie
My girl's 5'4" - a size 4
Mine's eye-candy. Yours - an eyesore
How're you faithful to that known sl*t-bucket, yo?
I could've hooked you up with a 10. F*ck it, yo
I got an AIDS-ridden dime-piece from Tuckahoe
That'll leave you wing n*ggas burnin'... buffalo
[Jadakiss] "Raping you! Raping you..." Jadakiss
You hard? Grab your gat. Aim for Mister Zeta - miss...
Now, it's my turn. Bullets in your sideburns
Bring the heat to your girl's n*gga-naps... nice perm

[Hook: Zin-Zeta/Jay-Z/Kanye]

I tried to tell that b*tch, it's my time (Hey!)
Cheers! Toast to crime
I tried to tell you n*ggas, it's my time (Hey!)
Cheers! Toast to crime

We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!

Hey!

[Verse 2: Zin-Zeta]

Now, I know I've been gone for a minute, but I'm back with a bigger di*k
Looking for a clitoris to smack with this ligament
Chicks don't even call it "di*k"
They call it "The Smash-Pipe". It takes an alcoholic trick to swallow all of it
Like Monica, my psychotic, Gothic b*tch with bionic tits
On my solid, brollic di*k, downing my demonic tonic, kid
She gotta be drunk at the time to have a ball with it
I'll dunk my junk in her trunk 'til I'm f*cking a ball o' sh*t!
The b*tch is bad, looking like Diane Kruger
She had an Asian friend, perfect for my man, Junior
Too bad she only knew Mandarin
I'm looking at Grav' like, "Damn, you should've been watching 'Nihao Kailan' sooner!"
He told me, "As long as her mouth opens...
That's all I'm hopin' for, is a new throat to be chokin'."
So, we got it on and poppin', knockin' moccasins off of these hot chicks
Until the time came for them to wop again

That's when I told them b*tches:

[Hook: Zin-Zeta/Jay-Z/Kanye]

It's my time (Hey!)
Cheers! Toast to crime
I tried to tell you n*ggas, it's my time (Hey!)
Cheers! Toast to crime

We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!
We in the how-how-house!

Hey!

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