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dfe youngspade - ghost lyrics

[tag- dfe youngspade]
maserati go crazy n-gga

[hook- dfe youngspade]
f-cked her in a ghost, got her screaming phantom of the opera
she be my main toppa’, jewish b-tch feeding me lockas
dye my hair blue, and i let that sh-t just lock up
why these n-ggas pop up, these b-tches kick it like soccer
f-cked her in a ghost, got her screaming phantom of the opera
you n-ggas friendly like casper the ghost, try to act solo yall doing the most
can’t trust a soul, can’t f-ck wit’ a hoe
im shooting up close, 23 in the post
ok lets go, i think we gotta go
why you n-ggas acting, robert de niro
f-cked her in a ghost, got her screaming phantom of the opera
she be my main toppa’, jewish b-tch feeding me lockas
dye my hair blue, and i let that sh-t just lock up
why these n-ggas pop up, these b-tches kick it like soccer

[verse- dfe youngspade]
ohhh say bye-bye, k-mbaya
daamn nut in her eye, make her blind
daamn she a bad b-tch, might have to catch it
come over here so i can attack it, fed her to my mattress
d-mn i let u have it, semi automatic
if he talk shyt my uzi goin’ grip, and i catch em all in traffic
backwoods like a cabin, smoke look like that has been
i think his name was ashton, caught him he was lackin
k!lled that b-tch now she sucking on my d-ck, thank you c-m again cuhh that girl she a ten
knock him out like tekken, no girl keep on suckin
cuhh i am not cre….ima’ flex wit a check, spades all up on my neck
i keep a barbie like ken, i dont understand
i get ghost on yo mans, wen he see us in the bed
yah i feel like ghost busters, yah wit’ these slimy ahh suckas yah
i swea his girl will always love me, i get ghost cuhh i never loved her
never loved her
whoa yah spade yah times 2 yah times 2 yah whoa yah spade yah whoa yah whoa

[verse- dfe times 2]
yah its yo’ boy times 2, swerving wit’ my crew
snooze you loose, you can get the boot,n-gga we goin’ shoot
best believe ion wit my team, n-gga you gonna bleed
sippin’ lean, wit my f-cking team, take yo b-tch wit me
you ain’t bout it, you know how im rockin’, pistol in my pocket
ima shoot you, riding in a foreign, wearing ralph lauren
dfe dont f-ck wit’ the team, n-gga you gonna see
hunnad rounds flying around yo’ house, empty out the clip
n-gga you a b-tch, a b-tch a b-tch a b-tch

- dfe youngspade lyrics

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