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baby gho$t - ghostyle كلمات الأغنية

yea, ayy, hold on
(chorus)
countin these jacksons
making a play then i’m getting some action
ain’t doing no talking, i don’t need me a caption
n_ggas knew me, before i was rappin
get off my phone, b_tch why is you cappin?
you not a freak and yo head game was slacking
bringing her back and i’m breaking her back in
smacking her ass while i’m counting a backend(hey!)
(verse 1)
i’m smoking woods on the way to la
get off my line, you cannot be my bae
run up some commas, ain’t with all the drama
my diamonds all white like i f_ck with the k
know i’m a beast but i’m not in my prime
i’m at the top but i still gotta climb
b_tches want me but they won’t get a dime
patek on me but i can’t tell the time
got a lil’ bittie and she suckin’ it slo_mo
throwing that ass back and forth like a yo_yo
can i f_ck you and use it on my promo?
know i’m a star, feel just like i’m monroe
all of that ass, make it shake like it’s jell_o
good with her hands on the whip like a cello
i ain’t even have to go with her, say “h_llo”
diamonds too icy, sometimes they be yellow
said that it’s smoke, we can do it wherever
walk on yo show, that sh_t dry like a desert
get me some top and make sure that i’m clever
it’s the gho$t boy, you know that sh_t forever
i’m tryna see lil b_tch, if you can work it
shoot me a fl!ck and make sure that it’s perfect
nut in a minute, i don’t care it was worth it
hop in the coupe and i’m gone and i’m skrrtin’
bad lil’ b_tch and she know that she thick
sleep off the roll, i might take me a pic
chill with my dog, n_gga just like i’m vick
don’t f_ck with them n_ggas i turn into wicks
smoking on gas with my n_gga obama
44 blunts and the roll with no vomit
f_ck all that talkin, ain’t with all the drama
get in my bag and run up me some commas
b_tches see me and jump out of their panties
wait till they see me hold up me a grammy
i’ll never fold i put that on my mammy
but i throw shows in la and miami
ass so fat and sh_t look like a planet
getting some jackson’s, ain’t talking bout janet
bad lil’ b_tch she took me right for granted
oh well, f_ck her, my diamonds still dancing
i made a k!lling off eating these beats
your b_tch got full from eating my meat
give her a trick and i give her a treat
i ain’t taking no l’s, i cannot be beat
gucci on me and my shoe bottom red
i don’t know her name but we still in the bed
i know i’m the sh_t n_gga f_ck what you said
get off your ass and go get you some bread
(chorus)
countin these jacksons
making a play then i’m getting some action
ain’t doing no talking, i don’t need me a caption
n_ggas knew me, before i was rappin
get off my phone, b_tch why is you cappin?
you not a freak and yo head game was slacking
bringing her back and i’m breaking her back in
smacking her ass while i’m counting a backend, ha, ayy

- baby ghot

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