26 Ghosts

Baby just stop
Baby on lock
Get it and bop
Gimme that blow
Peas that I watch
Not peas in a pod
Yeah what do you want
Civillian op
Give brilliant top
Yeah the panties just drop
Tell her manakin stop stop
Stop in ya path
Body and arms
Keep calm
No apology after I spread her arse on the carpet
Then make her stand up like a comedy watch
Ten past and you gotta be gone
Minute late and I'm posting a pic
Showing your face grabbing hold of my dick
Pissed asking for more like Oliver Twist
A sick pup on a good night
Rabid dog on a bad one
Sipped drugs and I took flight
Hancock on a mad one
Hands up if you act up with the man bruv
No Katie or Anna be an anchor
Hang up if she act tough are you mad love
Handcuffed to a bed pole get ya back struck
That's love
Took it out went dry dry so I spat once
White flake everywhere no dandruff
Give her jab to the ribs for the banter
See a few Peng friends now I'm gonna plow through like a tractor

Says she wanna roll roll roll
With a nigga like me yeah yeah
Baby you're toast toast toast
Death to the regime
Yeah
Says she wanna roll roll roll
With a nigga like me yeah yeah
Baby you don't don't don't
Death to the regime
Yeah
26 Ghosts
26 Ghosts
Says she wanna roll
Baby you don't

Say she wanna
Say she wanna roll
Why protest wipe my wings then I might finesse
Floating high like flying lessons
I'm flying less and floating more
Rest assure I'll get to shore
Titanic end you're gonna get bored
Once was a corps at Barrymore pool party
From the entrance dived in head first of course
Fuck you all
I like my money as ripe as eggs
And Like my cheques just like my ex
That's never late and baby less
Baby two played that game you played
You bled you bled
And you dead
Method man on methylene
Whilst method acting with a sket
In Medellin just like I'm poison or I'm Pablo
Finest flake that I can sample
Hand on deck grab the handle
Slam your bitch just like Kurt Angle
Say she wanna roll roll roll
With a nigga like me buts it's stress like a land lord
In my favourite Kangol
Dawg I look Rambo
Mixed with Django
Stacking it like I got no back bone

Says she wanna roll roll roll
With a nigga like me yeah yeah
Baby you're toast toast toast
Death to the regime
Yeah
Says she wanna roll roll roll
With a nigga like me yeah yeah
Baby you don't don't don't
Death to the regime
Yeah

Scoobidy boop
I look at the face
I look at the back
I look at the foot
If its all good
Joogidy jook jook jook jook

Now my girls ticked off
She's looking at my to do list
And she sees that ur girls ticked off
Shit
Thats my shooter there
Won't ever see Kells in shot
And no we don't buy no diamond rings
But still we give girls some rocks
What else u got (have you got anything else)
She just wants smells in bags
I never said girls are slags
I just said
Slags
She left in the morning
She wanna come back in the evening
And yeah I know you beat it but I actually beat it
Yeah I guess that was the reason that she never calls you back
Or responds to ur messages on whatsapp she just reads em
That's quite awks
Look at me on my high horse
These chicken nugs are to die for
Its just mm mm its just ahh
Stupendous
I'm doing up long weekenders
No new friends but probably do need new friends though cos
I don't need no new benders
Does she wanna roll
With a nigga like me yeah yeah
Baby you're toast toast toast
Death to the regime
Yeah

Everyone I know I know is dead
Is dead
Shot down shot down piece of lead lead lead
Everyone I know I know is gone is gone
Tell me where do I belong I belong



Credits
Writer(s): Andre James Mclean, Thomas James Donovan, Cameron Andrew Morrell, Johnny Poole, Quinton Mitton, Alex Osiris Lock
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