Lyrics:
ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Nine, six, seven till the day I die
I told you I'ma ride, seven, eight or forty nine
We at the park
But didn't
ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Nine, six, seven till the day I die
I told you I'ma ride, seven, eight or forty nine
We at the park
But didn't
ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Nine, six, seven till the day I die
I told you I'ma ride, seven, eight or forty nine
We at the park
But didn't
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
And wonder the cause, 'cause big
niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it with some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
I'm a ghost
Got a couple of pornos I wish I could post
Look him dead in the eyes and I know that he won't
Now that nigga six feet I was like damn what's
was a groupie hoe
I remember them days I was flipping the packs yea 12 tried to tap my phone
I'm off the radar you know I'm a ghost
Got a couple
Ayy, live from the mix, yeah
The HK bussin' like an AK for real
This year tough, I'm tryna stay sane for real
These girls coming with the
Same-same
Sick
Mother
Fuckers
With
The
Bang on hold
Just
Six
Mother
Fuckers
With
The
Bank on hold
Let go
Mother
Fucker
You got
Brain
Like
Ghost
Just smoke
the ghost
(Comin' through like the "Matrix" in the A-6
Triple black leather, six-speed, with the gray stick)
Give me the safe, I spit at your face
Double
trigger
He got in the Benz and said
"Dre I was speakin' to de bitch O'shey"
And as we roll on I seen the patrol on crip
So we got ghost because they
Another day without you
Waiting for the sunrise with a hope to see you again
Yeah aye
I didn't know i hurt you the most
By not replying you and put
the mix yeah I'm taking a dub
Know I'm in first place
Fuck a top three
Fuck a top two
Bitch I'm one
I got six for you and your bro
Took a perc then smoke
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
died
(Yeah)
Triple 6 to the grave
Third eye lit up
I can see the end
But I know it's gonna start again
Eh, eh
Mix some henny with the cola
I ain't talkin
6ix Days Outta the week
That pussy so sweet
Put me to sleep
That shit gotta leak
"That's right
6ix Days Outta the week
That pussy so sweet
Put me
Saturn[00:46.76]I'm the eighth day of creation, yeah, I'm Octavio[00:48.34]Shut yo mouth you be runnin'[00:49.22]Hit a lick on your block[00:50.40]Take a piss on your
as a platinum weight
As long as the Nile on the 29th day
But often it lightens the load
Like a bullet train powered by ghosts
And then you laugh and all the time
doin', get-it get-it while you can
By the eighth, by the ounce, when it's gone I'ma bounce
It's the F-L-A-V, no if's or maybe's
You know what I do,
trigger
He got in the Benz and said
"Dre I was speakin' to de bitch O'shey"
And as we roll on I seen the patrol on crip
So we got ghost because they
I been out the way, I been staying out the mix
Been like this ever since I was six Designed on my feet just to go take a pic
Got in my bag I been
or four or five or six
The mix is on Scott Larock and Scott Larock is on the mix
Cool like the air we breathe
Inhale, exhale, perpetrators will fail
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