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Big Ghost

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{Verse Three: Spiritual Tendancies]
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Slammin', when I hit you up, I'm talkin 'bout bangin' something
Chill off in your crib and have a thing, probably make it stank or somethin'
Girl you like my bottom b*t*h, post my bail, pay for my lawyer
Play your position when them other hoes get out of order
When you wanna give me that pu**y? You purchase a plane ticket
Run around town when I bust her down, they want sh*t like them lames did it
Got her d**k whipped, my d**k smeared with lipstick
Basically if this b*t*h lay with me, she payin' me, I'm on some pimp sh*t
For real, it's 2 A.M., club was 'bout to close up
Thumbing through my contacts bout' to call one of my hoes up
Then I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot
f**ked you like I married you that night up in the Marriot
Screaming like you got your cherry popped
f**king, switching up positions
Thought this sh*t would never stop, motherf**k an intermission
Damn!