Puff Daddy - Holy Ghost lyrics

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Puff Daddy - Holy Ghost lyrics

[Hook: Rick Ross] x2 They say I'm gettin' money, must be illuminati Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Lord knows, that boy done been about it Lord knows, that boy'll catch a body Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans Being dead broke is the root of all evil Get money, my n***a, do good with your people I got the calico, I got the dynamite They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight Back to these b**hes following my timeline Back to these crackers following my timeline Got the phone tapped, I think I'm being followed Touch him with the Holy Ghost, can you hear me Father? [Diddy] Father, please protect me from brokeness And b**h a** n***as, b**h a** b**hes too Keep 'em away [Hook: Rick Ross] x2 [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Work! That's all my n***as workin' with Work! That's all my n***as lurkin' with My teacher told me that I was a piece of sh** Seen her the other day, driving a piece of sh** Work! Exactly what I'm screamin' ho Certified, 8 digit n***a, triple beamin' ho You talkin' to the Holy Ghost I'm smokin' 'til I overdose When I f** she let her p**y soak Even my lawyer be askin is it dope Never break the code shock me with a million volts I'm forever dope, touched by the holy ghost [Diddy] You see, they hate what they don't understand Father, forgive them For they know not what they do Let's go [Hook: Rick Ross]

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