Ghetty - Bath Salts lyrics

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Ghetty - Bath Salts lyrics

[Hook] Here I go, here I, here I go again Here I go, here I go, here I, here I go again b**h I'm back, b**h I'm back, b**h I'm back b**h I'm back, b**h I'm back, b**h I'm back b**h I'm back, b**h I'm back biiiitch Here I go I'm back Pocket filled with them stacks Got these haters jocking my swag Got bad b**hes all on that - Here I go - Here I go I'm back Pocket filled with them stacks Got these haters jocking my swag Got bad b**hes all on they back huhhhh [Verse 1 - Riff Raff] Black Versace shades in a black box Now I'm on my cell phone, Chris Rock Check the checklist with the ivory boxes On the front page Orville Redenbacher Red suitcase look like some tiger cubs Look like vodka cranberry, tiger blood Tropical winds twisting like a somersault Could have played for the Colts, Marshall Faulk Versace sweatpants, Swordfish All this ice on my neck gave me a sore wrist Pull up on a jumper, like Chauncey Riley Now I'm on vacation, Gilligan's Island [Hook] [Verse 2 - Ghetty] Here I go again Rabbit she a 10 If she ain't going them I'm bout to smash her friend (woah) Ill stay fitted and I'm all about my paper Feel like Suave House, b**h I feel like Tony Draper Ride real slow, and I might be with your main b**h She know what my name is, and she think I'm famous Pardon me while I lane switch Pimp game straight dangerous You no speaka no paper homie you no speaka my language Trappin' to the maxim Blowin' like relaxing Whatsup girl you bustin' down Lil mama tell me what's happenin' Pockets fat, I been trappin' Real sh** no actin' Left the game now I'm back in, like Wiz let's get it smackin' [Hook]