Artist: Ghostface Killah f/ Raekwon Album: Bulletproof Wallets Song: Maxine Typed by: charles.daguiar@ca.pwcglobal.com [Intro: Raekwon] You got your hands on Mookie shit Say “word”?, we gonna get high I don’t give a fuck about them, nigga He a bird anyway... they be takin his packages... he a snitch too [Ghostface Killah] In Pam's house there was money missin She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin blow in the kitchen Her kids never ate, PCW's involved with her Kids that she never seen shipped to, to Florida Maxine, dark skinned, bald headed bitch mean Pam's right hand, together they’re the coldest fiends Ah! Shit! Guess who arrived at the door It’s Moony the supplier, Spoon, open the door Bitch open the door, Maxine he gon' kill me Chill I got a friend cop, girl you don’t know his beef Three long kicks the hinges flew off Kids screamin’, the heavy face slapped, blew Maxine head off It’s on in the crib, you wrong for what you did “You gonna pay Pam, fuck that boo, kiss your kids Y’all get the fuck in the room, fuck you, you ain’t are real daddy Next time you see my caddy don’t fuckin flag me (This is where he fucks up at peep his movement) Maxine’s in the kitchen cryin grits is boiling on the side She had a cup of lye, somebody gots to die Uh huh, y’all bitches fucked up, smoked up my packages [Raekwon] Ya'll had Mackie shit and Pappy shit... Word to Aunt May I want mine, pulled out the nine Get in the tub, he seen the hot iron pulled the plug out He steamed Pam brought it back to Penny on Good Times Back in the dollar bill he sniffed like six lines He put his gat down, why he do that? Creepin through the crib was Maxine pot holdin’ down with the grits Pam suckin his dick, Maxine Al Greened him screamin slipped in piss He ran in the seeds room, grits down cryin’ aight with his balls out He stepped on Clarence Biggie Smalls album Booby get that niggaz, Pam yellin, "Rip that nigga!" Mookie went and got that dye out the kitchen James jumped on Moon, poked him with a screw driver Broke the TV, niggaz watchin Knight Rider [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] This is Pam Jerkins mother house The same shit go on at her brother house You know Mooney is only a buck o’five wet He only had two hundred dollars worth of shit And the kids tore his ass up [Ghostface Killah] The seeds had a huddle up I felt sorry for’m, the funny shit when bowlegged Keke hopped on ‘im Jumped on him pigeon toed Mookie poured dye on him You should’ve seen his motherfuckin face fryin, half dyin They stuck a fork through his nuts The little girl was happy she picked her brotha up Quick pick the window up Mooney over heard, Right before they threw him out the Nigga said "Word!?!" [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] On the count of three he landed on the first floor balcony Blood brains splashed.. he was dead… and the cops never came That’s Stapleton, uh-huh [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] All, all, all in together now We gettin fresh gettin right for the weather now And if we fall in the game, yo that’s never now Come to my projects and we’ll air you out