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Like business is money and Yeah Like business is money and money is time Staying dedicated only took time Greasing my gears I ain't satisfied If you
Paynito if you know you know Young black nigga keep the blicky tuck buddy want smoke ima hit em up I be greasing hoes getting niggas mad as fuck I be
wheels of cognition cease and need greasing, releasing) The mighty pen makes lemons of your swords So if life is a war, then my weapon is my thought (My
The whitewashing of minds and the greasing of hands Is why this capitalist system and government still stands How many patients will die from a disease without
hard to make sense of it all and I'd be damned if i do it again Yeah i'll be damned if I do it again Probably there's someone greasing the wheel Pointin
clockwork Purging the ungrateful scum Greasing the engine make it turn Purging the ungrateful scum I am justice They turned their back on the world When
Fucking model bitches that gone please me Damn I'm high ass fuck but ain't no greasing Trap house servig just like CiCi's Bambelton Simpson rd to Peach
don’t take the chance Then move out of my way Cause I’ve been greasing this mother For the ride and the time of my life We’ll go straight for ten hours
track I go inside and listen So I don't fall in line and become a minion I don't need your opinion While you're greasing hands like a politician Gonna
for no reason Dub city we eating Money we greasing If you anit with it fuck what yall say Northern California on it baby Welcome to the bay See we
out ah We gotta figure it out I cannot force (orce) Keeping it flowing like water Keep the greasing like its butter You know that i cannot force (orce)
weed, drinking rum Couldn't leave her if I tried, I see her light is on inside Let's build She's in the back room, greasing up, Friday night is
Cruising down the road Making hard earned cash Greasing the wheels Gotta make it last Always on the go It's an endless scheme Caught up in
keeps rolling off the tip of my nose There's only one thing keeps me on my feet And I may be greasing the wheels of a noisy factory And I may be
really got the juice Even when I ain't at home Double up the Hustle Niggas think I got a clone Greasing up my tires Just before I fly to Rome Call my
The roof is on fire I've been greasing up my tires There's no reason to be lying Bitch you're preaching to the choir I'm weaning off desire Brought
bout no gleecing I wasn't even fucking I ain't know nun bout no greasing In class ain't do work I'm getting whoopings for no reason Why I did what I did
I guess I couldn't save them all Friends, and lovers slipped right through My fingers like its baby oil They greasing up they hands They was tryna
know I get to tweakin' Better watch ya back cause it's the Iceman Season I'm sleezin', greasing, all my niggas eating My niggas heading out for
and Sleepyme That's fucking it I cant expect anyone to be working like me Certain like me Chirping like me Squeaking for oil to get the greasing like me Seizing
I think we'd make good friends! I think you'd make good middle management Greasing palms and shaking hands Diplomacy, bang bang bang bang!
that they don't want to see, but you'll never get over; you're greasing the adding machine, surveilled and serene. they hype satisfaction until you
Doing anything you can to climb the ladder Taking bribes and greasing palms You hate democracy though thats the flag you fly but it's just a lie
needed Sampling a “love” so we can’t live without it And once it’s over, it distorts immediately I guess I’ll wear my social lotion Greasing the wounds
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