Letras
Yeah
Practice, what you
Practice what you preach
23, y'all reach, I teach
Beat the pussy up, what a pleasant defeat
Run the game with prestos, no cleats, uh
And I knew it would happen
Prepare for the worst, so I never ever panic
Name make waves, from pacific to Atlantic
Took a leap of faith, made the voyage to Atlantis, uh
Bumpin' Fleetwood mac and we jamming
Boy you wildn' out, you should roll with Nick Cannon
Opportunities, I gotta to take advantage
'Cause nobody give a damn, yeah
Do it all with ease, got my woman in a trance
Star in the makin', baby, come and get a glance
Roll with the band, trip out to France
Could you cancel all ya plans? Hold up
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
I'mma see the finer things, pack my bags and fly away, gone
Ghost on everybody, how I'm feelin'
Tell nobody where I'm goin'
Billy Garcia
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