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nebulh - ghostbusters lyrics

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[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
i’ve been getting so high i can’t feel nothing
she rubbing all on me, she wanna feel something
always up in my business, must wan’ hear something
i ain’t taking no advice from broke n+ggas, yeah i ain’t tryna hear nothing
staking money and we staking it tall, the money countin’ through the roof (yeah, yeah)
staking up bands ‘til the crew ain’t need no proof (yeah, yeah)
me and ju sparking gas, some ghostbusters in the coupe (yeah, yeah)
all the glocks you been talkin’ ‘bout, better air it out and shoot
[verse: 1]
too clean with the beam, when my n+ggas gonna step, bettеr move (yeah, yeah)
tipping right off codеine, i took a stepback or two (yeah, yeah)
you wasn’t there with me when i had a setback or two (yeah, yeah)
so don’t expect to eat with me, i’m only feeding up the crew
can’t step out the house, if i don’t got large amounts of the cheddar boy
my n+ggas on go, one call from the phone and they’ll be ready boy
my lil baby, she a trap queen, got me feelin’ like remy boyz
i’m drowning down in this codeine, got me feelin’ real empty boy

[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
i’ve been getting so high i can’t feel nothing
she rubbing all on me, she wanna feel something
always up in my business, must wan’ hear something
i ain’t taking no advice from broke n+ggas, yeah i ain’t tryna hear nothing
staking money and we staking it tall, the money countin’ through the roof (yeah, yeah)
staking up bands ‘til the crew ain’t need no proof (yeah, yeah)
me and ju sparking gas, some ghostbusters in the coupe (yeah, yeah)
all the glocks you been talkin’ ‘bout, better air it out and shoot

[verse: 2]
loose jeans, and the sides be fat from both seams of the pocket (yeah, yeah)
suh work fiend in the stu, i’m sleeping with no dreams ‘cause i’m on it
move better, i keep loose cheddar, just to keep on me for deposits (yeah, yeah)
check tender, flip an nft, i’m an airbender with the wallet (go)
they checking up on the crew, they know it’s ‘allblvck’ (yurr)
these n+ggas be fake than a b+tch, these n+ggas be all cap
i’m riding up through the hills in a cadillac (skrt)
i thank god for this life i could never go back
[outro]
staking money and we staking it tall, the money countin’ through the roof (yeah, yeah)
staking up bands ‘til the crew ain’t need no proof (yeah, yeah)
me and ju sparking gas, some ghostbusters in the coupe (yeah, yeah)
all the glocks you been talkin’ ‘bout, better air it out and shoot



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