![Escucha Jellyfish (feat. Theodore Unit, Capadonna, Shawn Wigs & Trife) [Explicit] de Ghostface Killah](/mkimage/image/thumb/Music116/v4/a8/bf/66/a8bf6633-742a-185f-5f42-2230aa4ff8ae/06UMGIM22759.rgb.jpg/1275x1275bb-60.webp "Escucha Jellyfish (feat. Theodore Unit, Capadonna, Shawn Wigs & Trife) [Explicit] de Ghostface Killah")
Vídeo musical
ghostface killah - jellyfish (feat. theodore uni - Fishscale.mp4
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ghostface Killah
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ghostface Killah
Komponist:in
Clifton Davis
Komponist:in
Marvin Gaye
Komponist:in
Ed Townsend
Komponist:in
Harry Ray
Komponist:in
Lee Walter
Komponist:in
Al Goodman
Komponist:in
Daniel Thompson Dumile
Autor:in
Trife Diesel
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Metal Fingerz
Produzent:in
Anthony "Acid" Caputo
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Nikos Teneketzis
Mischtechniker:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
Ay-yo, here's a little ghetto love situation
'Bout a girl I met who many temptations
She was so fly, get high, well understood
Big ass, big brains and straight out the hood
[Verse 2]
Yo, ay-yo, I woke up in the morning took a stretch and a yawn
Had a two o'clock appointment with this girl named Dawn
She ain't the Avon lady but her beauty was strong
Right before she went to rest she had me singin' this song
Sh must be a special lady, and a very exciting girl
I don't know, she had the high glow's switching
See her in the club you hear others chicks bitchin'
But Dawn quit to bust a bitch ass and shit
See she did twelve months over a ratchet
Not no crab shit, got bagged with the MAC, taxi cab shit
Clip was hangin' out her panties with now where to stash it
It was classic, nowadays she's laid back, helping me perfect my rap
Only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat
White, fury thing, diamond cut like Jonny Lex collar attached
Licking glass bowls in her cat clothes, 'cause crazy stacks
Finicky thing, her kitten drink Polar Spring
Take naps near her jewelry box, she play with all the rings
And when she step out the tub it's like an ill flick
Carmel skin, Bath & Body Works, leave the whole room lit
Cinnamon candles, sweet side, they on relax mode
Paint her toes on the bed slow, watching me
Versace robe on her body, peak, sippin' Asti
She a perfect ten in my wildest dreams, Dawn
[Verse 3]
Ay-yo, she gotta be gone
I'm waitin' on sweet strawberry pecan-rican LaShawn
Holdin' my taffy down when I'm gone
Three-fourths on her body always covered in clothes
Thats why I'm eatin' her candy and suckin' her toes
Sweet sexy LaShawn, she got body like, "Whats goin' on?"
On some Marvin Gaye shit like, "Let's Get It On
Sugar, Let's Get It On"
Ay-yo, she a diamond in the rough, black rose in the hood
I love my queen and she treat me good, fuck cooking for me
She stash me out when the feds come lookin' for me
I'm not cheatin' on her or beatin' on her
I spend the weekend on her
We on the block when the bills start creepin' on her
She right there when it gets sticky, she strict politic to the Vicky's
And a fly aviator, the color of sky
God on her side, Indian chick with cat eyes
Mad respect with the fat thighs
Busts guns 'for the revolution, would straight leave her if she prostitutin'
Yo, my girls the bomb, intelligent mind, sky blue Louis Vuitton
Leg muscles, deep dimples, body is soft, she smell fresh like a new born
Pretty feet, petite ass, nice shoes on, the sun shine for my quite storm
Keepin' the food warm when I'm gone
It won't be long till I'm back to my sweet butter pecan-rican LaShawn
Hit me up, baby girl, P.S. Cappadon'
[Verse 4]
Ay-yo, ay-yo, I woke up in the morning still drunk off the Henn'
Had a three o'clock appointment with this girl named Jen
You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Lex Coupe
Part time fashion designer, she work for Jet Blue
Pretty young thing, with a body like vida
Ass off the meter, Eva Mendes look, strut like a diva
Leave her shine fine, blow minds like dimes of a cheeba
She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes with her feet up
Ms. Bonita Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column
Raw dick it down, love me, even if I'm holdin' condoms
'Cause she my bitch, the only cat that I lick
Throwin' that ass like Ciara on the top of that whip
Latin decent, velour suit with the cameltoe print
Peppermint flared panties with the garder-belt clips
Tattoo of a small butterfly on her inner thigh
Even at my loneliest times you that Jen will ride
[Verse 5]
Whether Jen, Dawn, or Shawn it's the same situation
'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations
She was so fly, get high, well understood
Big ass, big brains and straight out the hood
Written by: Al Goodman, Clifton Davis, Daniel Thompson Dumile, Ed Townsend, Ghostface Killah, Harry Ray, Lee Walter, Marvin Gaye, Trife Diesel
