paroles de chanson Ghost - Wes

I want me some dollars,
Madibass and pounds counting that money in cash.
Got me a model she fuck with the vibe she got some thyse and ass.
Check out my mustle im buffed up im working out to flex.
Snakes in the grass wezy jungle danger zombie land.

So i be doing the most yeah i be killing the shows.
Acting like iam the ghosrt iam a rapping goat.
Bitches be acting like hoes how bout i pimp em all.
Iam a bull with horns i fuck girls with bulletholes.

Fienna get freaky im super lit you cannot resist.
Piss on a cock pit i gave her dick make that pussy drip.
QqqqLook at my image im too legit you cannot predict.
My audio p3 on repeat thats what you should listenppb

Several generals tyranna be murders
Got em all into war and furder more.
Raw no rules no law no rights or wrongs ow god im tight i know.
Wearing on sandals live in the
Darkness light up a candal welcome home.

Im all alone im super stoned im in my zone leeme alone.
Overdose my heart is cold my eyes are slow i need more coke.
Toxic in my system all i do is blow mix the dose.
Lotta smoke you cracking jokes but you dont know you looking broke.

I need more qwaula gimme commas uzo qwala mina ntwana.
Got that gimme that i want i need i see i seek i
Like i love i hate i got i lust i fuck i trust iam loyal.
Something weird bout me almost felt like aint normal.

Devil has arrived gotta do polka dance
With my babe on a date either heaven or hell.
Double xx imma dial that cell imma
Text double check lets make contact.
Trouble by wes im a kanum wolf ok
This what i do when im bored or stressed.
Kill a nigga with a hook do em all a favour
Cause they broke as hell to pay wes for the verse.

Mob with the gang got FAM G Clan whole squad balling hard like an NBA.
Me i play a different role i dont play your
Songs i dont do sing alongs fuck watchu say.
Everybody better pray aint godly sent
Deadly bare im lost soul in your state.
Gotta break the bank imma spazz with a
Dash bitch i want the cash in my bloody safe.

I do this shit like eeerrrday hit the jam they do nae nae.
Pull up with my glock and wave 16shots you cannot trace.
Got your bitch up on my place and the head she gave me great.
So i gizz up on her face then she say my shit got taste.

What taste,
Yeah she did at the party in the street sipping on the henessy.
Say she feel my energy i told her i
Got enemies so we took it to the crib.
Cripping like a, now that shit