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abhi the nomad - yard sale كلمات الأغنية

if i had a penny
for every change that id fake
i’d trade it for twenty
of your thoughts
if you’d give me any
of the pain that you make
i’d steal the shoes of your feet and walk

smoking cigarettes, so f_ck with me, buck fifty for that sh_t/ shorts, jackets, hats and tennis racquets to practice/ old vinyl records, a couple poleys to fish with/ and over there, we’ve got some sh_t ya kids get/ moms are bending over, reach for clearance, get too close, and i will smack that/ ya closer to getting half off, pack it then you’ll get half that/ the underground menu is more than what you can bargain/ the sh_t that we have sellin is doper than that of target/ b_tch, it is cash only, no checks allowed/ check it out/ slap you in the face my d_ck, really do check it/ ok, i’m going to far, so please just buy something, times coming to close up, uh ya dig/ ok, the reapers coming to close it, so get your purchases and get the f_ck out/ holy sh_t grenade, get the f_ck down/ i’m dipping out of here, but first i need to grab my hard ale/ garage turned to yard sale/

if i had a penny
for every change that id fake
i’d trade it for twenty
of your thoughts
if you’d give me any
of the pain that you make
i’d steal the shoes of your feet and walk

it’s all sales final
if you don’t like the sound
(get the f_ck out)
still cruising in that old toyota bumping aesop
arrogant as sh_t
it’s all sales final
if you don’t like the price
(get the f_ck out)
cracking open up that peach arizona with the cool ranch doritos i’m the sh_t
well sh_t son i be sw_nging in this b_tch like orangutans, kicking it in my white vans
banging like some pedophiles in white vans
22 beers and i still ain’t feeling buzzed tho
diving in that p_ssy then i’m swimming in that b_tthole
yuck, what a cutthroat
one half of the legendary el cap
creep into your dorm room when you’re sleeping
do you smell that?
farted on your face and gave you pink eye
brown in the summer and surrounded by some pink guys

if i had a penny
for every change that id fake
i’d trade it for twenty
of your thoughts
if you’d give me any
of the pain that you make
i’d steal the shoes of your feet and walk

- abhi the nomad

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