Ghost (Explicit)

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Pickin' me a winner

Picky hair and I was a little bit thinner

3310 with a customised ringer

I was tryna holla at Lavinia

But she weren't inna

'Cause I was a sinner

Thought I was a minger

Never had a Bimmer

Rollin' through the ends on a stolen aprillia

Waiting for the Dominos guy to deliver

For a free dinner

Thought I knew it all

I was just a beginner

Never was a singer

I was on pirate radio way before I heard Mike Skinner

Wagwan killer

Yeah

That's my n***a

Talk about race

But it's just way bigger

I ain't gonna waste no time on Twitter

Done with the jibba

Cry me a river

Say it to my face or say it to my trigger

You go figure

Or reconsider

Indian giver

Lookin' for a chocolate girl with a hint of vanilla

And she can bring a Indian with her

I just want a bosom for a pillow

And I got a little bit o skrilla

We can get a boat and we can get a villa

Or we can be on South Beach real n***a liver

All killer

No filler

All killer

No filler

I don't wanna brag or boast

I don't cater and I don't host

When they ask what I do

I say I do the most

Then I get ghost

On the coast like I am supposed

Don't pose and I do not post

And that's why these girls wanna try play me

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They ain't put food on my table

I rock the cradle

Big dirty stinkin' logo

I rock the label

I've been doin' this since cable

I was on the graveyard shift in the studio

Only popped out for a salt beef bagel

I was on the roads when it was unstable

I'm not an angel

Beef had more than a plate full

But I ain't hateful

Born in the 80s

Year of the able

Come back 18

Could've been a facial

Would've been painful

Raised in the 90s

It was still racial

Bloody disgraceful

Why are these yutes so bloody ungrateful

Talk about grime like I ain't a staple

I was on the mic when you was in play school

Stabbed six times

Yo

It could have been fateful

Would have been six foot deep

On my bredrin's T shirt

Lookin' distasteful

Would have been wasteful

Never would have seen the Caribbean in April

Shackin' up with Rachel

Givin' her a face full

Never would have been seven figures deep

Walkin' down the street

With a gorgeous freak in a chief screamin'：Come out the way fool

Come out the way fool

Come out the way fool

I don't wanna brag or boast

I don't cater and I don't host

When they ask what I do

I say I do the most

Then I get ghost

On the coast like I am supposed

Don't pose and I do not post

And that's why these girls wanna try play me

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Ghost

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