paroles de chanson Ghost Ryder - The Watershed , Professa Gabel , Monk HTS , Dirty Sanchez 47

I said green light green light man its time to get it
Do that math right then you get that forty seven
Steezy left now he came back Holy Spirit
All them haters entertainers just a whole bunch of Cedric's
Hells fire scorch hoes love it when I play it
Dragon balls in her mouth now she super Saiyan
I'm just playin' baby nah but really I'm just sayin'
All those curves I ain't scurred but I'm like got damn
Back it up look at me tell me I'm the man
Roll that strong take you home I might let you meet the fams
Blast this in the club hands up going ham
Bangin' mami's out to molly's how I make 'em do my dance
You say you got bands but I don't see 'em tho
I hear your lips moving but I don't hear you talking
That's that fake move look yo you such a plastic hoe
I'm bringing down the house you just barely kicking doors
Yeah I got to keep it classy gotta keep it flashy
While girls attack me hol' up mami my ashes
Been through bumpy roads but I keep that seat belt fastened
I'm married to the game 'til they drop me in a casket

Black on black tinted I'm a ghost rider
Beat the pussy up Chun Li all nighter
Me without is like weed without a lighter
Me without a beat is like weed without a lighter
Black on black tinted I'm a ghost rider
Beat the pussy up Chun Li all nighter
Me without is like weed without a lighter
Me without a beat is like weed without a lighter

Cold winter night rolling in a bucket havin' dinner twice
Just made a crowd go wild with a shitty mic
Never on a pity hype knowing it's a clock runner
Concrete gets harder in the hot summer
Drawn under lost but I never was feeble
Rockin' sandles in the city you could step on a needle
After that ain't no tellin' what's running your blood stream foo
Be coo never wander where you not known
In the puddles under bridges singing soft poems
You can't inquire if the plot ain't on your watch clone
Cause it could get a lot worse than a lost phone
Look both ways for you cross on your walk home
Yea it's too late you should cab call
I don't cat call I dodge fools on bath salts
Last stop on the 48's where I woke up
So what still the sun rose that's the gold struck

Black on black tinted I'm a ghost rider
Beat the pussy up Chun Li all nighter
Me without is like weed without a lighter
Me without a beat is like weed without a lighter
Black on black tinted I'm a ghost rider
Beat the pussy up Chun Li all nighter
Me without is like weed without a lighter
Me without a beat is like weed without a lighter

Used to burn turf in a dopefiend rental
Beanie with a pea coat that's og Frisco
Striking thru these red lights we don't read signals
But let me hit this weed before I proceed with you
This shit was mainy moving base so insanely
I had to pack a pistol to get to home safely
Alone like Acey moving zones kinda pacey
Lil kid 13 smoking on a lacey
This shit was crazy I'm glad I made it through sane
Most didn't make it couldn't change up to a new lane
Or they succumbed to the vices that help them through pain
Some ratted relocated with a new name
I was bred in this shit it's in my blue veins
Can't get it out its like white draws and dook stains
Tryna hustle for a bucket and a new chain
I just learned to numb it out like the toot drain
And the kids love Wu-Tang