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Khushi Do Video (MV)




Performed By: Ghost Boy
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Shivanshu Sinha




Ghost Boy - Khushi Do Lyrics
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All my bitches emo man I feel just like lil pump
They on my dick like female Jordans I make the woman jump
My flow go crazy like that God what do you call him? Slump
You know when I say I love Brazilians it is for the rump
I just like to cum bro
Call me trash, take a dump bro
You look constipated
My shit too debated
But y'all been baited
I just masturbated
I just bust one
Everything custom
I don't trust none
I'm so lust-some
But I'll never go the Kat way for some pussy tho
Words don't hurt me what does that mean these shades Gucci bro
Call me lucifer
Call me ghost
Mujhe khushi do
Meri dost
Very close
Milu roz
And that goes
Ways both
That mean you my girl
Them toes ima curl
Baate meri blunt, never dull
Ghostboy takeover the world
Unholy money, that's the word
Unholy money that's the curse
And everything I got I'm flexing
Everything custom
I don't trust none
I'm so lust-some
Looking for new shit
Copping some cool shit
I don't even check the price
On my fool shit
I don't even check the price
Cross it off I ain't playing
Gotta try these
Don't cross me like we playing
Checkers, Chinese
Look how chill I am
And yous a chicken
Chill like will-I-am
None of this ain't written
I ain't ridden
No wave ever
Created my own lane
Bitch I got this, just not fame
Cannot be tamed
I ain't playing
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English

All my bitches emo man I feel just like lil pump
They on my dick like female Jordans I make the woman jump
My flow go crazy like that God what do you call him? Slump
You know when I say I love Brazilians it is for the rump
I just like to cum bro
Call me trash, take a dump bro
You look constipated
My shit too debated
But y'all been baited
I just masturbated
I just bust one
Everything custom
I don't trust none
I'm so lust-some
But I'll never go the Kat way for some pussy tho
Words don't hurt me what does that mean these shades Gucci bro
Call me lucifer
Call me ghost
Mujhe khushi do
Meri dost
Very close
Milu roz
And that goes
Ways both
That mean you my girl
Them toes ima curl
Baate meri blunt, never dull
Ghostboy takeover the world
Unholy money, that's the word
Unholy money that's the curse
And everything I got I'm flexing
Everything custom
I don't trust none
I'm so lust-some
Looking for new shit
Copping some cool shit
I don't even check the price
On my fool shit
I don't even check the price
Cross it off I ain't playing
Gotta try these
Don't cross me like we playing
Checkers, Chinese
Look how chill I am
And yous a chicken
Chill like will-I-am
None of this ain't written
I ain't ridden
No wave ever
Created my own lane
Bitch I got this, just not fame
Cannot be tamed
I ain't playing
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Writer: Shivanshu Sinha
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