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cprickr - ghost lyrics

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[intro]
ay, yeah, yeah yeah, hahah (c+c+cpr+ckr)
what, gee, shee, yuh, yuh, yuh

[chorus + cpr+ckr]
p+ssy trying to get on my post, uh (my post)
no reply then ghost, uh (ohh)
i don’t get along with most, uh (yuh)
that’s the life that i chose, uh (yuh yuh yuh)
if you p+ssies ain’t on my side (what?)
i got brothers on the coast, uh (ohh)
got soldiers from the southside
we gon’ make your whole gang ghost, uh
[verse 1 + kid fredo]
all of this money on me (yeah)
all of these b+tches on me (yeah yeah)
todas querem ‘tar aqui (skrr skrr)
mas não tenho lugar p’ra ti (não)
diz+me qual é o teu cachê (yeah)
tão pouco eu pago em dobro (em dobro)
lame b+tch sai da minha beira
és wack, tu metes nojo (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
you don’t like me (me)
mas viste o meu clipe na tv (yeah yeah)
a tua shawty fica molhada sempre que me vê
eu só uso grife, malacoda milano (milano)
passaram+me o ticket class económica, bro, isso é engano

[chorus + cpr+ckr]
p+ssy trying to get on my post, uh (podes querer)
no reply then ghost, uh (yuh)
i don’t get along with most, uh
that’s the life that i chose, uh (yuh yuh yuh)
if you p+ssies ain’t on my side (ohh)
i got brothers on the coast, uh (yuh)
got soldiers from the southside (what?)
we gon’ make your whole gang ghost (ohh)

[verse 2 + jacob cass]
i know you nerd b+tches heard of me (what?)
i came from the spot seeing burglary (ay)
i steal ’em, it look like a 3rd degree (yuh)
he know i got beef so he swervin’ me
bow!
get ’em
make sure these shots gon’ hit ’em (ohh)
and i’m droppin’ his buddy, he dealin’ (ay)
go to the wake and then see how they feelin’, bow (yeah)
i’m bussin’ a right, they bussin’ a left (they bussin’)
i swerve on his type, and i aim at they neck
grrt, i’m bussin’
i got that body she touching (she ay)
uh, i’m buggin’ (i’m what?)
i go to the crib and i’m bussin’ (ay)
[chorus + cpr+ckr]
p+ssy trying to get on my post
no reply then ghost (yeah)
i don’t get along with most
that’s the life that i chose (yeah)
if you p+ssies ain’t on my side
i got brothers on the coast (from the coast)
got soldiers from the southside (what?)
we gon’ make your whole gang ghost

[verse 3 + cpr+ckr]
b+tch or you fully commit, or don’t talk to me, leave me ‘lone
if you wanna copy me, that’s fine, you just a f+cking clone
i ain’t got no sp+ce for love, i might just stay up in my zone
whatever the f+ck you trying to do ain’t never gon’ take away my throne
why the f+ck would i listen to you? your advice is nothing to me
i just f+ck that b+tch and leave her open, carnage, venom get gully
got the f+cking scars over my back i been through h+ll, back fully
intact mentally i can’t feel nothing, no signals out from me

[bridge + cpr+ckr}
what, b+tch why you crying for love?
really do not give a f+ck
f+cking oblivious my gang know my timing is timeless
it’s likely i’ve gone off the bud
p+ssy boy, there’s no one to trust
be a prey or keep up on the hunt (ay, let’s go, let’s go, ay)
[verse 4 + cpr+ckr]
i’ll never change how i’m movin’, i’m loaded
i’m keepin’ a glock on my hip, b+tch it’s loaded
they keep talkin’ ’bout all the sh+t that i quoted
nothing make me nervous, i’m silent devoted
i’m p+ssing all over the game ’cause i’m goated
and all my expressions be cold, how i’m blooded
’cause when sh+t just happens it’s already coded
that’s why i got money i’m too f+cking bloated
they doubted me doing this sh+t, b+tch you stupid
don’t talk ’bout my gang, now you getting secluded
you said i ain’t made for this sh+t, nah i’m suited
you said you been ’round but your game is diluted
and b+tch i’m gon’ stomp on your head ’till you drown
i’m a proud f+cking king no one taking my crown
punch your muhf+ckin’ nose ’till it’s red like a clown
if you pulling up on me, just know there’s no chance that i’m backing down

[chorus + cpr+ckr]
p+ssy trying to get on my post, uh
no reply then ghost, uh
i don’t get along with most, uh
that’s the life that i chose, uh
if you p+ssies ain’t on my side
i got brothers on the coast, uh
got soldiers from the southside
we gon’ make your whole gang ghost



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