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[performed by Rev Burke & Rugged Monk] [Intro: The Reverend William Burk] We going platinum, Rah, check [The Reverend William Burk:] Yo, I was on a mission walking down Stoney Island on the way towards Church's Chicken Front to help myself to a big heaping fix, and about six wings and seven biscuits When I seen this chick from a better of distance So I guess the notion to go get the digits, this instance She was bad too, had a juicy booty and a Chi-Town tattoo I asked her "what that it do? " They call me The Reverend and I show I'm impressed with you Shit, it's like a blessing of you I seen you from across the street, needed a close up too Ooh, so I approached with game, such an incredible thing To see you walk when you off the chain, true So what I oppose we do, is that we get ourselves something to drink And something to chew Then take it back to the crib I'm already sick, sugar pie baby, where do you live? She said, she 75th, but her momma in the house doing hair with a bunch of the kids And wanted her to run up some ribs I said "You dig on swine? ", she said "Nah, that's up in they biz" Say well this the thing, you need to be with me, you need to be on my team You looking so fine, it's like I'm having a dream SongtexteHow's about Kenny's BBQ and Ice Cream? She said, "Kenny's BBQ and Ice Cream? He got ribs, tips, fish and even chicken wings" Right, so we can do our thing, go and reach in your purse and give me some green Go and reach in your purse and give me some green Go and reach in your purse and give me some green So we dropped the pork off, then I broke off Hand on her thigh and the shit was so soft She rolled up a blunt for something to toke off I'm in the crib eating, and smoking at no cost Take, take, take, taking no loss Say Rev, you a sure nuff boss I could tell by the gold in your grill And the game that you spill and the way you so floss [Chorus x2: Tash Mahogany] Baby, you got me, into you And I'll do anything you want Baby, you got me, into you And I'll do anything you want [Rugged Monk:] Forgive me God, for committing these sins Fucking these birds and fucking they friends Serving all night, trying to make these ends Smoking sherm, sniffing coke, sipping juice and gin Flipping these hoes off double stacked pills Til I met my match and I wanted to chill But a nigga acted I'll, posted with an ice grill Nigga, you bluffing, you know you ain't busting Say you was, and you know you wasn't Say you does, and you know you doesn't Tony the Tiger be fucking his cousin Hoes I got, yeah, dime a dozen Have 'em huffin, screaming and cussin' Put that butter on an English muffin Bang on that ass like a tight percussion Bang on that ass like a tight percussion [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania