Thrilla Songtext

Tonight, I'm feelin' like Michael in Thriller Drunk as a skunk, catch too much to Killah Bartender, feel me up, another cup Everybody have a good time, party, live it up The dance floor's packed, Staten Island's on the map We bum rush the club, cuz we don't know how to act Look at mommy in back, I see your eyes starin' Scope me up and down just to see what I'm wearin' My appearance, heavy on the wrist wit a mean truck Razor blade, fresh bathed, lookin' clean cut Boots untied, gats in the ride Dipped down in Gucci, wit my hat to the side We can rhyme all night, if the rhyme's all right Come up in big whips, different cars, all types I'm out of sight, meet your host, get close C.E.O., Starks Enterprise, big Ghost [Chorus 4X: Ghostface Killah] Only if you say so, please let the breaks go Turn the bass up real slow, just let your body go Yo, yo, yo we rollin', holdin', my bag up swollen Heat rush, niggaz see us and start foldin' Let the hoes in, we gon' freak off lovely Ruby red, gettin' head, air beds buggy It's about to get ugly, ya'll can't touch me After ten mill, so the whole world gon' love me Me Ghost, first, his or her extra large Platinum credit cards when I splurge I got the urge, roll up who got the herb Fat ravioli bags on the Ave. get served I observe the kid, I deserve to live Broke his ribs, burst his wig When the bass come out, you be the first to get Thirst for this, blacked out and search the crib Like I told ya'll before, it's the Theodore Unit From Europe to New York, this is how we do it [Chorus 4X] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] Come on, uh-huh, yeah All right, just let your body go [Chorus 2X] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, just let your body go Come on, uh-huh, yeah, all right Come on, just let your body go [instrumental break] [Outro: Ghostface Killah] Come on, yeah, all right, uh-huh Yeah, come on, just let your body go Come on, uh-huh, all right