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Ghostluvme - Maneuver lyrics

Artist: Ghostluvme

album: Joy Boy


(Yeah, I said too much, I ain't got shit to talk about, yeah)
Yeah, I said too much, I ain't got shit to talk about (talk about)
I just took a flight to New York, now I'm in the south
Yeah, these bitches, they don't love me, they just love the clout (yeah, yeah)
When I swipe my card it's hitting so they never pout (hu-hu)
I'm getting money so now that bitch want me
But why did you doubt? (Why did you doubt?)
Cannot be humble, a Czech with a check
So, I run up my mouth (run up my mouth)
All of this money, I get it so much
That I can't even count (can't even count)
All of this time been stuck in my mind
I finally got out (finally got out)
Finally got out (finally got out)
Run up my mouth (run up my mouth)
Run up a check
MasterCard, Visa, Amex (Visa, Amex)
She love me best (she love me best)
I Don't trust a word that she says (no)
Leave her unread
I don't let her get in my head
I'm getting money so I cannot sit around on the phone
Little bitch, why do you care so much, can't you leave me alone?
Her finger tips play with her clitoris when I'm not at home
I'm popping pills, so I can't hear you, bitch, I do not need an om
Got drugs in my tummy, my nose is not runny on opium
I just keep popping some 10's and some 20's, I float like foam
All of this talking, I keep getting money, don't need a loan
She cover her mouth when I hit from behind, yeah, I make her moan
Yeah, I said too much, I ain't got shit to talk about (talk about)
I just took a flight to New York, now I'm in the south (in the south)
Yeah, these bitches, they don't love me, they just love the clout
When I swipe my card it's hitting, so they never pout
I'm getting money so now that bitch want me
But why did you doubt? (Why did you doubt?)
Cannot be humble, a Czech with a check
So, I run up my mouth (run up my mouth)
All of this money, I get it so much
That I can't even count (can't even count)
All of this time been stuck in my mind
I finally got out (finally got out)
Finally got out (finally got out)
Run up my mouth (run up my mouth)
Run up a check (run up a check)
MasterCard, Visa, Amex (Visa, Amex)
She love me best (she love me best)
I Don't trust a word that she says (no)
Leave her unread
I don't let her get in my head
I don't let her get to my head
I just keep popping instead
Got a new jacket from Fred
Wrote my rules like I'm Ned
I'm getting blues 'til I'm dead
I'm off that rocky that dread
Molly, it goes to my head
Don't give a fuck what you said
Don't give a fuck what you said (said)
I'm off that sly like I'm dread (dread)
I'm off that sly like I'm Cooper
Popping some pills with some movers
They shipping that fish, yeah, that grouper
You're with the rats in the sewers
I'm in the Benz with a new girl
Turning that wheel to maneuver
Turning that wheel to maneuver
Turning that wheel to maneuver
Turning that wheel to maneuver

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