Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay, artist - Ghostface Killah. Album song Ghostdini Wizard Of Poetry In Emerald City, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Stay |
Yo, boo, I want you to say, fall back |
Put your slippers on, have a seat, give me your leg |
I got the baby oil warmed up, Dreamgirls DVD |
Stagger Lee swine, could you stay mine, pretty please? |
I"m begging you, girl, but time fly since 2 o’clock, boom |
I turn around it’s like 12 on the dot |
What am I to do? |
Your steeze got a live nigga wanting you |
Around the way girl, that’s why I don’t mind sporting you |
[Interlude: sample (Ghostface Killah) |
Someone who loves you, only half as much as I do |
(He don’t love you, he don’t love like I love you, boo) |
(He's not even close) |
Aiyo, he don’t really love you like I do |
Kiss your feet, make love to you, like I do |
Wake you up, in the night tank and surprise you |
Cross my heart, swear, put my hand on the bible |
I’m not a cold blooded killa, baby, I cry too |
The best thing for me is when I’m laying beside you |
Turn you over, open up, get up inside you |
He a woman beater, no doubt, and he lies too |
Stay, a little longer (please, baby, just one last time) |
I know you have to go home to him (I know you got to bring it out, though) |
When you leave I get aggy, I don’t know how to act |
The reality settle with a punch and a smack |
When I know that you with him, you ain’t calling me back |
It be that thing down there, that got me way off track |
Someone, who loves you (I'm telling you) |
(His heart ain’t even nowhere near it as mines be) |
Only half as much as I do (come on, trust me on this) |
If it’s like that, fuck that nigga, he a clown |
He don’t know what he got, let that bastard suffer |
I sent you roses, Donna Karen bags from Paris |
He can’t match my one, son, he’ll be embarrased |
Stay, a little longer (all I wanna do is take you out tonight) |
(Go to clubs thats popping) |
I know you have to go home to him (come on, let’s go get our one-two |
On, come on) |
Aiyo, baby, don’t leave, cuz the club is popping |
We got grandma yay, plus the tunes is knocking |
On the dance floor, I’m sweating my ass off |
Imagining us in deep lust, how you look with your pants off |
My one-two step, your dress is so spun |
And your neck smell good, look cute when you chewing your gum and |
From the womb to the tomb, you’re blessed with a killa walk |
You don’t have to give me none, it’s ight, we’ll talk |
Someone who loves you |
Only half as much as I do |