Thrilla

Come on, uh-huh, yeah, all right Yo, yo

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, 'cause 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

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

Come on, uh-huh, yeah

All right, just let your body go

Yeah, just let your body go

Come on, uh-huh, yeah, all right

Come on, just let your body go

Come on, yeah, all right, uh-huh

Yeah, come on, just let your body go

Come on, uh-huh, all right