ARMANI GHOST Lyrics

(Ahaha, yea yea)

Let's go, let's go

Bitch bring it back

Bring your friends so I can go hit that

Ay, she got a waist like a hoe

But she on her knees like she got a holy ghost

Up up up so we bring it back

Go go go so we hustle that

Girl don't go home I need that ass

If you stay here I'll teach you class

Cuz I'm a prince sippin tea

When you're with me you'll see

Armani suits on runway

You might just walk on one day

So buss it back

Show some ass

Baby do I need to ask

Switch it up

Double cup

Baby I just wanna fuck

I like yo bitch so I'll take her hand

She ride my dick cuz she know my cash

Okay okay, rest in peace

Red blood sheets

You think she loyal but she really with me (pew, pew)

Okay okay, she throw it back in a situation

Not a hoe but for the cash a bitch one

Ay

Ay

I might just pull up where you at

From San Fran my bitch and she always so bad

So bad, down bad, "where the cash at" (wha?)

Shawty slow down I ain't like that

Guap up but a hoe getting low (low, low, low)

Walk up but I always say no

Wassup bro

Thats yo bitch? well not no more

I'm too fine and you too gross

Let's go, bitch bring it back

Bring your friends so I can go hit that

Ay, she got a waist like a hoe

But she on her knees like she got a holy ghost

Up up up so we bring it back

Go go go so we hustle that

Girl don't go home I need that ass

If you stay here I'll teach you class

Cuz I'm a prince sippin tea

When you're with me you'll see

Armani suits on runway

You might just walk on one day

So buss it back

Show some ass

Baby do I need to ask

Switch it up

Double cup

Baby I just wanna fuck

(Ahaha dude this is the shit)