Preacher's Daughter Lyrics - A Better Tomorrow - Wu-tang Clan

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm 'bout to make her my baby 

Might even make a baby, the thesis makin' her crazy 

She know my style wavy, I'm circlin' her Mercedes 

Father, father was a preacher, I'm almost certain he hates me 

But he ain't gotta date me and look, his baby is grown 

And she decides on her own who resides on the throne 

I'm her king, she my queen, we keep it right in the zone 

And she understands the fact that I'm even right when I'm wrong 

When she was prayin' in church, I was playin' in dirt 

That's 100, I admit that we both was playin' at first 

When opposites attract, I ain't always sayin' it works 

I'm just sayin' ain't no use in me strayin', that make it worse 

It's Wu-Tang, baby, my crew bang 

And she's the preacher's daughter, I just call her my boo thang 

And we tighter than shoestrings, or 10 grand in rubber bands 

Man, sometimes I tell your parents just don't understand 

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Yo, you mean Pastor Brown's daughter? 

The preacher, the rich slave-maker of the poorer? 

I used to see her Sundays comin' from church 

We used to kick it at her window when her pops at work 

Yo, her parents didn't play 

She couldn't even come out to play on a school day 

Thought she was gonna give me some on April Fool's day 

(But no, no way) nah, (no, no-no, no-no, no-no way) 

The preacher's daughter, she an illegitimate child 

She know the word, but she be runnin' in them streets foul 

She married to a man, but she's crushin' his brother now 

See her in the market place loud and boisterous 

With tight spandex on, chokin' her oysters 

She a seductress in the form of a goddess 

Never virtuous or modest, poison the part is 

Breakin' the vessel, turn brother against brother 

Man, that's how she molest you 

That's why the preacher man prolly a mess too 

Cause the fruit that she devourin' is evil 

Never sin around righteous people 

Black widow, preacher's daughter comin' to eat you 

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The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

I met her on the bus stop with black eyes 

That's why she said she don't fuck with black guys 

I cleaned her up, fed her all my wisdom 

Her father spit the gospel but she never caught the vision 

Brutal ass whoopins, always facin' these evictions 

So she only fuck with thugs that'll wind up in the system 

Them greasy bastards quick to squeeze a ratchet 

Never knew the science of virtue, Ecclesiastes 

Like, a time for peace, a time for war 

A time to laugh though, she never felt God before 

Eternal love that'll pop like a kernel, this is grown folk talk 

Between me and her, it don't concern you 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man 

The only girl that could ever please me 

Was the daughter of a preacher man