Lil' Wyte
Lil' Wyte - Ghostin' songtekst
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Hear ye, hear ye Yessir Got my dog Lil Wyte in the house Lil Wyte! You dig it? Then dig this shit He gon tell you how we do it in Memphis city streets Fraiyser Bay Area Ghost ride a lil bit out there [Chorus 2x] I Ghost ride the whip Always syrup sip Ridin through the hood with a real bad bitch Car changin colors ridin high and gotta piss 26s flickin so you know that im the shit [Verse 1] I ghost ride the whip I jump out the car and flick Its easier to do it with Lamborghini doors on ya shit TV screens? Nope, but an over $50000 studio What was I thinkin? I only paid $700 fo it Make a track in the back while i crack another seal Show no slack with that yak pass the blunt and give me pills Its 2 pints of syrup in the mini fridge sittin on chill And a sprite and ice dispencer right beside the steering wheel I drank that drank and smoke that dank with a real bad bitch Bendin through the hood to be exact we on 26 Inches sittin high Haters sick when i ride by Thats why i keep a cannon in my lap in case they wanna try [Chorus] [Verse 2] Im screwed up like a motherfucker! My minds sittin on easy street Ghost ridin the whip sittin high rollin up the greenery Tell me can you stop the colors from flippin on the scenery Bangin so hard you feelin me way before you even seein me I got that thang cocked its stashed but not far out of reach from me Get wrong and ill put some knots on yo door like a peaches seed Then run home to yo momma and holla Lil Wyte been bein mean to me But im gone motherfucker i had to mash out theres plenty more streets to creep The Bay Area and bitch we keep big stacks of that stinkery I sip syrup motherfucker and dont really care what you think of me A bad blonde broad beamin up my charm and my pinky ring Shes wearin a skirt and through the rear view mirror i can see her thingy thing [Chorus]