I See Ghost's Lyrics - T.i.

Hey I think I seen a ghost 

Half a million dollar car, ain't 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 I'm seeing ghosts 

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Money burning in my hand while I'm still counting 

We put drivers in the seats, I'm in the back lounging 

My bitch she don't even speak no English when she come in town and 

I'm seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants 

It's all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain 

We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin' (?) 

I'm counting dirty money, I don't need no help to count it 

It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it 

I'm going higher than a elevator out the country 

I do whatever for that paper, it ain't on my country 

I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom 

Man I get rock and roll high, dog I'm off the channel 

I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble 

And I go crazy with that back, it ain't nothing I can't handle 

I'm in my room with the light off, burning candles 

Youngest nigga with the set, repping Atlanta 

His money timid, hear motherfuckers talk money 

I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money 

I'm still making cake even when I lost money 

A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money 

I'm balling way above par, got golf money 

The bus full of duffel bags and that's 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 ain't getting money 

Say boy, I spend the money you're trying to make 

Sell 100 Gs and it's sad to say 

Big dough, I get that 

In a fear? Push your shit back 

I'm arrogant and I'm 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 

Boo! That's the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like Casper 

Ooh! That's 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 don't 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, I'm 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