NewEraMar - Ghost Whisperer

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
Tell Eric this one's for the money, I'm taking us straight to the bank
Dropped a tape a few days before trick or treat
And since then ain't nobody been getting sleep
Niggas said it's a classic within a week
Used my curse as a gift so it's bittersweet
Y'all was hugging the corners like fitted sheets
I was locked in the basement and killing beats
Rappers get out of line like a widows peak
It ain't nothing but a lil bit of straightening
I been running through draws, that's a winning streak
Never brag to my friends when I hit a freak
I ain't living the way I'm supposed to, but still got a bond with Jehovah like Memphis Bleek
But it's only one God, let's be clear
I could stutter and still wouldn't miss a beat
W-w-w-w-w-world premiere
I keep one in the tuck like a leap year
You can follow my tracks like the cheap hair
I'm the greatest to come out my city for real
Niggas be counting me out, as soon as I turn up on niggas they tell me to chill
He say he sorry, I ain't gon show him no pity, when I see him I'm smacking him still
She ain't wanna run me that top on the drive, when we go out to dinner we splitting the bill
I ain't gotta wear no coat in the winter, I already warmed up the car from the crib
He pillow talking and making up stories about me, I don't even know who he is
She went thru my phone, I couldn't deny it, I simply replied, I did what I what did
Ghost whisperer, yeah, look in my pockets, I'm walking around with the dead
Mhm, I pull at 8, I'm dressed to the nines, I'm thinking ahead
Mhm, do these seats recline, she thinking bout comfort, I'm thinking bout head
Mhm, we in the club, you missing your boo, I'm missing my bed
Ghost whisperer, yeah, look in my pockets I'm walking around with the dead
Eric this one's for the money, I'm taking us straight to the bank
Tell shawty to pass my cup, got a feeling she spit in my drink
But I'm still gon sip it, tell em the truth and they still gon flip it
I go Madea with wire hangers, when I get on the beat boy you know imma rip it
When they see me the fits on splash, my chick so bad, they just can't take it
They show love but it just don't last, they get so mad, they just can't take it
When they see me, I'm getting this cash, and showing my ass, they just can't take it
They show love but it just don't last, they get so mad, they just can't take it
When they see me the fits on splash, my chick so bad, they just can't take it
They show love but it just don't last, they get so mad, they just can't take it
When they see me, I'm getting this cash, and showing my ass, they just can't take it
They show love but it just don't last, they get so mad, they just can't take it

Written by:
Marchand Pendelton

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