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[Hook]
Hey I think I seen a ghost
Half a million dollar car, aint even got no note
Bitches layin on the bed, bitches 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 Im seeing ghosts

[Verse 1: Future]
Money burning in my hand while Im still counting
We put drivers in the seats, Im in the back lounging
My bitch she dont even speak no English when she come in town and
Im seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants
Its all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain
We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin (?)
Im counting dirty money, I dont need no help to count it
It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it
Im going higher than a elevator out the country
I do whatever for that paper, it aint on my country
I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom
Man I get rock and roll high, dog Im off the channel
I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble
And I go crazy with that back, it aint nothing I cant handle
Im in my room with the light off, burning candles
Youngest nigga with the set, repping Atlanta

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[Verse 2: T.I.]
This money timid, hear motherfuckers talk money
I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money
Im still making cake even when I lost money
A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money
Im balling way above par, got golf money
The bus full of duffel bags and thats 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 fuck your life if you aint getting money
Say boy, I spend the money youre trying to make
Sell 100 Gs and its sad to say
Big dough, I get that
In a fear? Push your shit back
Im arrogant and Im cocky 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

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[Verse 3: Rocko]
Boo! Thats the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like Casper
Ooh! Thats 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 dont fuck 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, Im 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

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