26 Ghosts by Monster Florence

published on 2020-04-21T09:28:56Z

Produced, Written and Mixed by Monster Florence Mastered by Mike Bozzi Artwork by Scribbler ---------------------------------------------- Lyrics: Baby just stop Baby on lock Get it and bop Gimme that bloz Peas that I watch Not peas in a pod Yeah What do you want Civilian opp Give brilliant top Yeah the panties just drop Tell her manakin stop stop Stop in ya path Body and arms Keep calm No apology after spread her arse on the carpet Then her Make stand up like a comedy watch 10 past n gotta be gone Minute late n I’m posting a pic Showin ya face grabbing hold of my dick Pissed Askin for more like Oliver Twist A sick pup on Ona good night Rabbid dog on bad one Sipped drugs and I took flight Hancock on a mad one Hands up if act up with the man bruv No Katie or Anna be an anchor Hang up if she act touch are you mad love Handcuffed to bed pole get ya back struck That’s love Took it out went dry so i spat once White flake everywhere no dandruff Give her jab to the ribs for the banter See a few peng friends now I’m gonna plow through like a tractor Says she wanna roll Roll Roll With a nigga like me Yeah Yeah Baby you’re toast Toast Toast Death to the regime Yeah Says she wanna roll Roll Roll With a nigga like me Yeah Yeah Baby you don’t Don’t Don’t Death to the regime Yeah 26 Ghosts 26 Ghosts Says she wanna roll Baby you don’t Say she wanna roll why protest Wipes my wings then I might finesse Floating High like flying lessons I’m flying less and floating more rest assure il get to shore Titanic end you’re gonna get bored Once was a corps at Barrymore pool party from the entrance dived in head First of course, Fuck You all I like my money as ripe as eggs And Like my cheques Just like my ex That’s Never late and baby less Baby 2 played that game you played You bled x2 And you dead Method man on methylene whilst method with a sket In Medellin Just Like I’m poison or pablo Finest flake that I can sample Hand On deck grab the handle Slam your bitch just like Kurt angle Say she wanna roll roll roll With a nigga like me buts it’s stress like a land lord In my favourite kangol Dawg I look Rambo Mixed with django Stacking it like i got no back bone Says she wanna roll Roll Roll With a nigga like me Yeah Yeah Baby you’re toast Toast Toast Death to the regime Yeah Says she wanna roll Roll Roll With a nigga like me Yeah Yeah Baby you don’t Don’t Don’t Death to the regime Yeah Scoobidy boop I look at the face I look at the back I look at the foot If its all good Joogidy jook Now my girls ticked off Looking at my to do list and she sees that ur girls ticked off Thats my shooter there won’t ever see Kels in shot And no we don’t buy no diamond rings but still we give girls some rocks What else u got she just wants smells in bags I never said girls are slags I just said Slags She left in the morning She wanna come back in the evening And yeah I know u beat it but I actually beat it So I guess that was the reason that she never calls u back Or responds to ur messages on whatsapp she just reads em That’s Quite awks Look at me on my high horse These chicken nugs are to die for Its just mm mm its just ahh Stupendous Doing up long weekenders no new friends but probably do need new friends though cos I don’t need no new benders Still she wanna roll With a nigga like me Yeah Yeah Baby you’re toast Toast Toast Death to the regime Yeah