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ghost - noe1! lyrics

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verse 1: i’m just a ghost town i need a host down
at my throat ow man this sh*t hurts my own bowels
find the tempo 8 bit nintendo extendo hanging out the window
kinfolks got info dye my hair blond like sisqo
just so you can get gone when this b*tch could be a widow
70s sh*t disco b*tch hoe
man her lips taste bland like she f*cking kiss clothes
in my hood bandanas embarassing rags
looking like juelz santana wearing american flags
propaganda to a terrorist brag nuts carry a f*g
go bananas gorillas inheriting that
man you telling me that this b*tch a swine to a pig
a vine to a twig
wine in a fizz of cup of chalice
man fine get ya wig malice
then take a sip you think i’m possessed possessive naturally
man here’s a confession i’m just reckless like applebees
that’s the only thing i’m messing with i found a tree
to grow my leaves but it’s motherf*cking shedding down to my feet

chorus: i’m just a ghost floating through the f*cking house
i’m gonna go ahead slow through your blouse
toast to getting rid of a mouse
where i’m about to go ahead and water and douse

verse 2: when i ain’t acting like myself then it’s a off day
don’t talk and say i’m a pretender and scoff straight up
she think that i live in a f*cking fantasy world
it’s the inly thing that f*cking enhances me girl
my death wish i felt it handing me words
in my dream man motherf*cker can it be yours
man it feel like i lost my mind
the darkest light is so hard to fine
oh my god why these motherf*ckers stalking all the time
oh my god man why this b*tch always call my line
when they need some all of that f*cking barking no dog to bite
i walk to go to the mall and fight chris brown and karuchee
man b*tch go ahead sit down you was using me
and then you got caught in your lives now you’re playing victim
and i don’t give a f*ck my n*gga i’m finna f*cking hit em and dip in this
man this sh*t is so f*cking exhausting
why do i get it my n*gga got me f*cking coughing
man i’m thinking bout this sh*t everyday
in anyway motherf*cker k!ll you up in many ways d*mn
why do i keep thinking bout violence why do i keep thinking bout this sh*t all the time
i don’t give a f*ck i never just discuss it oh my god
chorus: i’m just a ghost floating through the f*cking house
i’m gonna go ahead slow through your blouse
toast to getting rid of a mouse
where i’m about to go ahead and water and douse (x4)

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