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  • 作词 : T.I.
    作曲 : T.I.
    Hey I think I seen a ghost
    Half a million dollar car, ain't even got no note
    ******* layin' on the bed, ******* on the flo'
    Money to the ceiling, money come and money go
    I think I seen a ghost, I think I seen a ghost
    Hamiltons and Franklins, they come in every show
    Money to the ceiling, how you love you can go
    Graveyard in my pockets, dead presidents to blow
    I think I'm seeing ghosts


    [Verse 1: Future]
    Money burning in my hand while I'm still counting
    We put drivers in the seats, I'm in the back lounging
    My ************* she don't even speak no English when she come in town and
    I'm seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants
    It's all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain
    We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin'
    [?]
    I'm counting dirty money, I don't need no help to count it
    It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it
    I'm going higher than a elevator out the country
    I do whatever for that paper, it ain't on my country
    I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom
    Man I get rock and roll high, dog I'm off the channel
    I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble
    And I go crazy with that back, it ain't nothing I can't handle
    I'm in my room with the light off, burning candles
    Youngest ************* with the set, repping Atlanta


    [Hook]


    [Verse 2: T.I.]
    This money timid, hear mother*******s talk money
    I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money
    I'm still making cake even when I lost money
    A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money
    I'm balling way above par, got golf money
    The bus full of duffel bags and that's all money
    You wonder what my motivation? Bro, it been money
    Make extra jet cause my little mama love to spend money
    We Texas Hold 'Em, rolling dice with your rent money
    Get out my face and ************* your life if you ain't getting money
    Say boy, I spend the money you're trying to make
    Sell 100 Gs and it's sad to say
    Big dough, I get that
    In a fear? Push your *************t back
    I'm arrogant and I'm *******y cause I got a graveyard in my pocket
    Spent 100K on my chain and a couple mill on my watch here
    My chick ride in that car you in
    This city, I argue in
    Get big money, no little dough
    See dead presidents, real ghosts


    [Hook]


    [Verse 3: Rocko]
    Boo! That's the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like Casper
    Ooh! That's what your boo said when she snuck a peek at me right before we got ghost
    On my chopper with a chopper, they call me Ghost Rider
    I swear my pen dripping, I should be a ghostwriter
    I see them suckers, I get ghost
    I don't ************* with busters
    Too busy sitting ghost, you know how that goes
    Give me more, give me more
    Yeah I ghost that work
    Whip it like Goldberg
    Yeah I ghost that word
    Heavyweight, Goldberg, I'm a wrassler, ho
    Clothesline that bankroll, I be wrassling ghosts
    Chauffeur find our way back, trunk passengers ghost
    Got my green from the Bay, ghost ride the whip
    Hey man, Hallelujah in my True Religion denims
    Yeah, Rocko do the most, pocket hundred full of ghosts
  • 作词 : T.I.
    作曲 : T.I.
    Hey I think I seen a ghost
    Half a million dollar car, ain't even got no note
    ******* layin' on the bed, ******* on the flo'
    Money to the ceiling, money come and money go
    I think I seen a ghost, I think I seen a ghost
    Hamiltons and Franklins, they come in every show
    Money to the ceiling, how you love you can go
    Graveyard in my pockets, dead presidents to blow
    I think I'm seeing ghosts


    [Verse 1: Future]
    Money burning in my hand while I'm still counting
    We put drivers in the seats, I'm in the back lounging
    My ************* she don't even speak no English when she come in town and
    I'm seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants
    It's all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain
    We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin'
    [?]
    I'm counting dirty money, I don't need no help to count it
    It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it
    I'm going higher than a elevator out the country
    I do whatever for that paper, it ain't on my country
    I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom
    Man I get rock and roll high, dog I'm off the channel
    I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble
    And I go crazy with that back, it ain't nothing I can't handle
    I'm in my room with the light off, burning candles
    Youngest ************* with the set, repping Atlanta


    [Hook]


    [Verse 2: T.I.]
    This money timid, hear mother*******s talk money
    I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money
    I'm still making cake even when I lost money
    A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money
    I'm balling way above par, got golf money
    The bus full of duffel bags and that's all money
    You wonder what my motivation? Bro, it been money
    Make extra jet cause my little mama love to spend money
    We Texas Hold 'Em, rolling dice with your rent money
    Get out my face and ************* your life if you ain't getting money
    Say boy, I spend the money you're trying to make
    Sell 100 Gs and it's sad to say
    Big dough, I get that
    In a fear? Push your *************t back
    I'm arrogant and I'm *******y cause I got a graveyard in my pocket
    Spent 100K on my chain and a couple mill on my watch here
    My chick ride in that car you in
    This city, I argue in
    Get big money, no little dough
    See dead presidents, real ghosts


    [Hook]


    [Verse 3: Rocko]
    Boo! That's the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like Casper
    Ooh! That's what your boo said when she snuck a peek at me right before we got ghost
    On my chopper with a chopper, they call me Ghost Rider
    I swear my pen dripping, I should be a ghostwriter
    I see them suckers, I get ghost
    I don't ************* with busters
    Too busy sitting ghost, you know how that goes
    Give me more, give me more
    Yeah I ghost that work
    Whip it like Goldberg
    Yeah I ghost that word
    Heavyweight, Goldberg, I'm a wrassler, ho
    Clothesline that bankroll, I be wrassling ghosts
    Chauffeur find our way back, trunk passengers ghost
    Got my green from the Bay, ghost ride the whip
    Hey man, Hallelujah in my True Religion denims
    Yeah, Rocko do the most, pocket hundred full of ghosts