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stamped) Promise me eternity (Guess I`ll fade away) Even with a pedigree (Yes I`m date stamped) Love has no guarantee I get sales talk from sales
Guard the shelter with a rock Drawn the line with some chalk Periscoping with a hawk Crooked dock crosswalk Sales talk roadblock Imma get it how he
and oh, it's bedtime I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
well Said she hung around heaven till she learned too much Then she headed straight for hell, she went straight to hell Everything for sale She walks
ain't for sale You say I talk too loud When i'm with your crowd No speak when spoken to You criticize my dance when I get in your pants tough love
ammo, throw techs in a hefty bag hit the street, I talk of sales when I meet (Chorus 4X)
My rhymes, get Ruger endorsements, my song boost And the tech sales through the ceiling Let's talk with guns Convo til the police come Give you
independent I did this shit by myself They saying they put me on they couldn't put on themselves And I ain't talking sales But if these niggas talking sales
weight for sale Strawberries and blueberries all on a *** tail I'm on bail, bet not 'nare *** tell Bet not 'nare *** tell, yeah I'm on bail, got that
weight for sale Strawberries and blueberries all on a *** tail I'm on bail, bet not 'nare *** tell Bet not 'nare *** tell, yeah I'm on bail, got that
Most of us, they talk shit, but they can't fuck with most of us Most of us, they talk shit, but can't come close to most of us Most of us, they
want you to speak Don't talk to me about work Please don't talk to me about work I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt With work, with work How many
of the kilos Flacko makes sales of the flico She knows, went to ATL for my C-Note 'Member, I ain't ever have no home Now I got a penthouse and a beach home
enigmatic, never talk automatic Like the crowd from the art school, they're so important We're all afraid of sale or return When the damage is done, this is
sale Why if this old house could talk What a story it would tell Oh, if this old house could talk I know what it would say I'm as lonesome as you are
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good Who's the Doctor they told you to go see Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good Who's the Doctor they told you to go see Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I
of the kilos Flacko makes sales of the flico She knows, went to ATL for my C-Note 'Member, I ain't ever have no home Now I got a penthouse and a beach home
patronizing sweet-talk Makes me wanna cut my wrist Hooray!!! I won't change my life Won't cut my hair oh hell no You can't buy my soul It's not for sale oh no
How much is that doggie in the window? The one with the waggly tail How much is that doggie in the window? I do hope that doggie's for sale I
Before you get your ass on up Nigga never gonna grow up Drinkin' the Henney But her know he gonna throw up Tryin' to make crack sales What it look
How much is that doggie in the window? The one with the waggly tail How much is that doggie in the window? I do hope that doggie's for sale I must
How much is that doggie in the window? The one with the waggly tail How much is that doggie in the window? I do hope that doggie's for sale I must
How much is that doggie in the window? The one with the waggly tail How much is that doggie in the window? I do hope that doggie's for sale I must
