Catch The Holy Ghost

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Drew Curry

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Make a sinner catch holy ghost
Greet the winner, yeah raise a toast
Avoid the ones who speak the most
I'm the one from coast to coast

Since I cut ties
They tried to hang me in my formal wear
Your formal girl performing here
Don't interrupt
She sucking up, can't get enough
So give it up
I'm fresh as f*ck in a cummerbund
I'm the realist one, It's cumbersome
Hall or Oates
Oates and honey, I'm bout my money
Till I'm comatose, adios
Woah isn't me, it's my enemy
Basically, anyone who isn't me
Could still fucking get it b
I treat loose leaf like Lucy
I'm Ricky, Lucy I'm home
Lucy I'm home, Lucy I'm home
Flip in the middle of the bars
It's simple to disregard
The rise of a superstar
Whippin' his brand new car
Sippin' on way to the bar
Reaching for his candy stars
Wrecking his car
Into the guard rail, oh hell
I'm Christian Bale, with no money for bail
I hear em yell, it's my personal hell
This ain't my type party or soirée
I'm sorry, I'd rather be in Pompeii
Moawing down on edamame
I mean eating out ya momma
After we took you to the BK

Make a sinner catch the holy ghost
Greet the winner, yeah raise a toast
Avoid the ones who speak the most
I'm the one from coast to coast

No need to boast or brag
But I haven't reached in my bag
Of tricks, these pricks done made me sick
Regurgitating shit
Get up off of Future dick
Desiinger clothes don't mean shit to me
Did you catch it homie
Cooking with the human panda
Panda panda panda
Got homies in Atlanta
They don't mess with them birds
Got homies with them eagles
They waiting on my word
Anything could occur, ninety seven Steve Kerr
Turn ya life to a Mr Crabs blur
I'm the professor, Hannibals lecture
With obscene gestures
Suggesting we dissect it, wreck it
Put it on the projector
I'm Odell Beckam, with no protection
I'm getting wreckless
These bitches with no neck
Are asking me for some necklaces
Negligee for the women with no breastasis
I'm getting restless, the message
That's in the lesson, is acting as a contraceptive
I'm constipated with the election
They fucked up with the president
When they elected Ronald Reagan
I talked to the Pagans, I'm paying em
To throw you to the pave-ment
Wait a minute
These motherfuckers ain't saying shit
You got too lit
Pussy got ya tongue
Got abc bitches on ya ykk zippers

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