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letra de tonight - ghost killer track

[paroles de “tonight”]

[intro]
ghost k!ller track, bébé

[verse 1: young adz]
yeah, skrrt the range like a stolen car
richard milles and audemars
limo tints on all the cars
dealers, hookers and all the stars
bl!ckiеs out on the stage
south london to mayfair
got me tryna еxplain
got it broad day, they don’t play fair
deep strokes, put my all in it
i know it’s big but take all of it
that plain jane like 40k and i just ordered it
[chorus: young adz]
yeah, tonight i f-ck you like a p-rnstar, yeah (p-rnstar)
see, i want you and not your friends, yeah (i want you and not your friends)
washing the molly down with water, yeah (water)
we weed smokin’ in the benz (we weed smokin’ in the benz)
and all her friends, they told her no, no, no, no (no, no)
it’s so hard to trust again (it’s so hard to trust again)
i’m touching on her body so slow, so slow
pray this love will never end (pray this love will never end)

[verse 2: oboy]
elle fait ses sous sur london (elle fait son bénéf’, yeah)
et sur mes sons elle s’la donne (no, no, no, no)
si t’as pas les épaules, abandonne (laisse)
les condés, les putes, la bonbonne (yessir)
la beugueu né-tour partout autour du sud de paname
connexion beriz, elle veut son tarif (connexion beriz)
aah, ma petite est terrible elle veut que j’la finisse (elle veut qu’j’la termine sa mère)
elle fait comme une pro dans le rs (elle fait comme une p-rnstar, une p-rnstar)
mais ma kichta j’aime trop, j’peux pas ne3ess

[chorus: young adz]
yeah, tonight i f-ck you like a p-rnstar, yeah (p-rnstar)
see, i want you and not your friends, yeah (i want you and not your friends)
washing the molly down with water, yeah (water)
we weed smokin’ in the benz (we weed smokin’ in the benz)
and all her friends, they told her no, no, no, no (no, no)
it’s so hard to trust again (it’s so hard to trust again)
i’m touching on her body so slow, so slow
pray this love will never end (pray this love will never end)
[verse 3: dirtbike lb]
this a caution ’cause i’m geeked up
rollie pollie, i’m fleeked up
i’m paranoid, i peep out the blind
and that’s what the weed does
i spin the block first, f-ck up the ride
and that’s what the street does
i been through dark skies so the dark times won’t leave us
exotic the weed, buss out the wrap and i’m like “who made this?”
25,000 on personal weed just for my flavours
and now you turned rich and you’re searching for peace ’cause they all want favours
the money is coming i promise my g just say it
f-ck up this fashion, i do it in paris, i come out in vvs
i f-ck up my trap and i spend it in hatton that was the easiest
i’m f-cking your ass and your cl-t and you’re tappin’ i’m feeling the freakiest
i sacrifice, whippin’ the ride, pull up and squeeze it, yeah

- ghost killer track

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