| Yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, I used to be broke
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| Ha, ha, ha (It your money, ain’t it funny?)
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| I’m stuntin' in that whip
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| And I’m ducked behind that tech
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| And ya know I’m with yo bitch
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| Nigga, yee ain’t gon' do shit, huh, woo
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| Now get ghost
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| You know how that shit go, woo
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| I get gone
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| You know how that shit go
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| Jumpin' out that rental
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| Money on my mental
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| Two fresh, plus I’m lit, ho
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| Rollie Presidential, woo
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| Now get ghost
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| You know how that shit go, woo
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| I get gone
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| You know how that shit go
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| In the coupe, I dropped the top
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| I cashed out like I told 'em
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| I offend the local officers
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| They keep patrollin'
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| Young nigga in a foreign whip
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| They think it’s stolen
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| Niggas know I got it
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| And I didn’t even show it
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| We used to eat Ramen
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| Now we eatin' Salmon
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| Drippin' like a fountain
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| Bust down around my left wrist
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| As God is my witness
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| You might lose yo vision
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| Every day it’s Christmas
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| I came from the trenches
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| I’m stuntin' in that whip
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| And I’m ducked behind that tech
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| And ya know I’m with yo bitch
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| Nigga, yee ain’t gon' do shit, huh, woo
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| Now get ghost
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| You know how that shit go, woo
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| I get gone
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| You know how that shit go
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| Jumpin' out that rental
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| Money on my mental
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| Two fresh, plus I’m lit, ho
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| Rollie Presidential, woo
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| Now get ghost
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| You know how that shit go, woo
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| I get gone
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| You know how that shit go
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| I just poured that purp, woo
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| Watch me go berserk, woo
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| I’ma put in work
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| Like R. Kelly, I’m a flirt
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| Got my hand all in her skirt, ooh
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| Nigga, check my worth, ha
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| Fucked her 'cause she thirsty
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| Bae, I had a long day
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| I been gettin' money, uh
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| Who gon' take somethin' from me?
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| Niggas know how I’m comin'
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| If I up it, I’ma bust that bitch
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| On my momma, huh
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| Put that on my momma
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| I’m the goat, you niggas llamas
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| I’ve been runnin' up them commas
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| Nigga, you don’t want no drama
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| I don’t rock no Ferragamo
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| Play that Louis in the winter
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| Bring that Gucci for the summer, ay
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| I been on my grind
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| I can’t work no nine-to-five
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| I been puttin' in overtime
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| I’m gon' get it 'cause it’s mine, bitch
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| I’m stuntin' in that whip
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| And I’m ducked behind that tech
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| And ya know I’m with yo bitch
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| Nigga, yee ain’t gon' do shit, huh, woo
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| Now get ghost
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| You know how that shit go, woo
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| I get gone
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| You know how that shit go
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| Jumpin' out that rental
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| Money on my mental
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| Two fresh, plus I’m lit, ho
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| Rollie Presidential, woo
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| Now get ghost
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| You know how that shit go, woo
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| I get gone
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| You know how that shit go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghost , by - Q Money. Song from the album Ain't Shit Funny, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп