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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Songwriter
Johnny Baylor
Johnny Baylor
Composer
Luther Ingram
Luther Ingram
Composer
Randall Stewart
Randall Stewart
Composer
J Dilla
J Dilla
Songwriter
Johnny Nothern
Johnny Nothern
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J Dilla
J Dilla
Producer
Anthony "Acid" Caputo
Anthony "Acid" Caputo
Recording Engineer
Stephen "Spidey" Glicken
Stephen "Spidey" Glicken
Recording Engineer
Nikos Teneketzis
Nikos Teneketzis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Take me across her lap, she used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad
Take me across her lap, she used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad
[Verse 2]
Picture me, snotty nose, sitting on my aunt's slap
The kid like five or six, shit, I would curse back
I got it from the older folks sitting in the living room
Everybody had cups, stylistic song boom
But then came Darrell Mack lighting all the reefer up
Baby caught a contact, I'm tryna tie my sneaker up
I'm missing all the loops, strings going in the wrong holes
Feels like I'm wobbling, look at all these afros
[Verse 3]
Soon as I thought I was good, the joke's on me
Heard a voice, "Get in the room", I get angry
Stomp my feet, catch a tantrum, spit, scream, fuck that
Mama shake me real hard, then get the big gat
That's called the belt, help me as I yelled
I'm in the room, like, "Huh-a-huh-a-huh" with mad whelps
Ragged out, bad belt, yes, her presence was felt
Then get my black ass in the bed, it's time to crash out, pass out
[Verse 4]
Take me across her lap, she used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad
Take me across her lap, she used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad
[Verse 5]
Despite the alcohol, I had a great old mama
She famous for her slaps, and to this day she's honored
But when I was a lil dude, her son was a lil rude
I plucked the peas off my plate and pour juice in a **** food
Get beat, then I'd run, tell grandma,
"Mama hit me for no reason", she whipped me hard
When I finished eating and felt the belt stingin'
When I wet that bed, hid in my drawers and start crying
When she felt that bed
[Verse 6]
Caught another when I told her those the fake Pro-Keds
I'm in the corner weaving and screaming, trying to block my head
Nowadays kids don't get beat, they get big treats
Fresh pair of sneaks, punishments like "Have a seat"
Back then, when friends and neighbors'd bust that ass
And bring you to your mama, yo, she got the switch in the stash
That's back-to-back meetings, only went outside for free lunch
With welts on my legs still leaking, yo
[Verse 7]
Take me across her lap, she used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad
Take me across her lap, she used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad
Written by: Ghostface Killah, J Dilla, J. Yancy, Johnny Baylor, Johnny Nothern, Luther Ingram, Randall Stewart
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