Album Cover Dance With Ghosts

Dance With Ghosts

Jelly Roll

4

So pretty and savage

She opened her bag, I swear that she′s bad as can be

And all of them bothersThey throwing them dollars, but she's only fucking with me

She so smooth, she′s so classy, so ratchet

So sassy, so nasty, so fancy and trashy, yeah

So independent, she don't need shit from me

No, she don't need nothing at all

They ain′t fucking with her when it come to money

Man she gon′ out-hustle them all

She's so fine, she′s so sweet

She's all mine, she smokes weed, she goes long, I go deep

On that drink, she′s so street

Late night, she's on a mission

She only dances with ghosts (only dance with ghosts)

Sits in the dark and listens to

Writings on the wall (writings on the wall)

She′s just looking for something to hold

She be getting high but laying low

She's so afraid that she's gon′ be alone

She gon′ grip 'em ′til they let her go (only dance with ghosts)

Stupid, told me not to lose myself

Inside my own addictions, Lord, I need some help

The answer's stolen, and I prayed my prayers

And I keep looking up but ain′t nobody there

The boss of the bitches

I ain't gotta mention, she really be tricking them tricks

I know that she loyal

She ain′t got shit for 'em, it's just like her hitting the lick

She′s so brave, I′m amazed

Her head game is insane, that sex game is the same, it's that flame, yeah

Sometimes she′s sober

And sometimes she's fucking up but you′ll never know

And out of her body if she's on that molly

Or if she done fucked with her nose

And she do what she want and it′s still on the low

Ain't no one gotta know, yeah, she sticks to the code

Late night, she's on a mission

She only dances with ghosts (only dance with ghosts)

Sits in the dark and listens to

Writings on the wall (writings on the wall)

She′s just looking for something to hold

She be getting high but laying low

She′s so afraid that she's gon′ be alone

She gon' grip ′em 'til they let her go (only dance with ghosts)

Stupid, told me not to lose myself

Inside my own addictions, Lord, I need some help

The answer′s stolen, and I prayed my prayers

And I keep looking up but ain't nobody there