Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tush, artist - Ghostface Killah. Date of issue: 19.04.2004
Song language: English
Tush |
| Somebody tell that girl that her ass too big |
| I give it to her right and she let me live |
| Can’t eat that, cuz there’s no relationship |
| I beat that, the next day you called in sick |
| Frontin', not for nothin', I pop buttons |
| Off Baby Phat, Levi’s, J. Lo's, Guess and Gap |
| Cuz it’s like that, young lady, bet I make you shake |
| Like the Puffy and Jay-Z's, Dre’s and J.D.'s |
| Come on, if not you, I’mma beat this song |
| But if you were bout it, our business wouldn’t be here this long |
| Let me break it down for you, all I wanted to know |
| If I could just feel it and touch it, and break it down into numbers and |
| Come with me and just leave your friends |
| Cuz we don’t need no cock blocking |
| Tellin' you this without no option |
| Tell your friends «Peace, look, I’m bouncin'» |
| Tush, tush, tush |
| Wanna slide in the bush, bush, bush? |
| (I'm on top, you like push, push, push |
| Keep it low like shush, shush, shush) |
| You wanna get up in my tush, tush, tush? |
| You could slide in the bush, bush, bush |
| (I'm on top, you like push, push, push |
| Keep it low like shush, shush, shush) |
| You wanna get up in that tush, tush, tush? |
| Wanna slide in my bush, bush, bush |
| (I'm on top, you like push, push, push |
| Keep it low like shush, shush, shush) |
| Oh yeah, you jinglin' baby (well let me jump up on that ding-a-ling baby) |
| Ooh, gosh, you a nasty girl, sassy |
| Picture me layin' you inside my classic pearls |
| Toes’ll curl, giddy up, you go girl |
| I’m about to, uh, do it slow girl |
| Ooh, you in control, it’s in your world |
| She on, I think I like ol' girl |
| Take it out, turn around |
| Charlie horse, shit, threw me off balance |
| Wildin', all I wanted was to show you my talent |
| To let you know on how I rep in Staten Island |
| This is the reason I came to you |
| So we can connect it then kick it was the thing to do |
| Cuz we don’t need no representation |
| Domination, got them waitin' patient |
| Now this is the way ya’ll suppose to |
| To get dowwnnnnnnnn, ya’ll ain’t right |
| Somebody say «Aha! |
| Ghost is back!» |
| Pull back the curtain, let me work your sermon |
| Playboy don’t hurt me like a virgin |
| You seem real determined to put a hurtin' |
| But if you ain’t slurpin', then you better off jerkin' |
| You got a lot of nerve, to wanna serve my curves |
| My 36D, 36 hips |
| The way I shoot the gift, I swallow coke bottles |
| And you would swear it was Lil' Kim lips |
| Eh, I really like you baby |
| Do you know how to wife this lady? |
| Give me what I want, don’t talk, don’t touch |
| Unless you got a bank account that make my face blush |
| Now shush… in my bush |
| And I can give you what you want, make a wish |
| Just throw it, I’ll show you how to push |
| Kinky sex, tie ropes around your wrist |
| Come on. |
| Come on… hah… oh. |
| Come on… hah… oh… aha-ha |
| Oh… aha-ha… whoo! |
| Come on! |