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kayvo & keezah - wholesale lyrics
[chorus: kayvo]
([?] music)
uh, it’s a load
n_gga got wholesales
got brick of the dope same color the doorbell
(glizzy what you cookin’ up?)
b_tch i’m cookin’ up crack the same color your toenail
she got baby rock feet she give head at the hotel
she a down_ass b_tch she gon’ ride and she won’t tell
i crash out, i ain’t gon’ spin i’m on four wheels
in the driveway throwin’ up four i got four sales
b_tch i got pounds in the trap [?] pressure can’t smell sh_t
they gon’ fly back with me i don’t f_ck with the [?] sh_t
she a bad_ass b_tch so she wanted chanel kiss
it’s clean dope, dance on the work like elvis
catch headshots n_ggas don’t shoot at the pelvis
give a brick to my youngin’s like “here you go sell this”
and you n_ggas can’t win if you don’t know what h_ll is
how you sellin’ weed? n_ggas don’t know what a bale is
[verse 1: kayvo]
make a left, n_ggas still know where his house at
number one prospect slide through stop that
we trappin’, n_gga we thug in the ‘partments
we on back door sh_t we the talk of the projects
[verse 2: keezah]
i got the keys to the trap i’m the motherf_ckin’ locksmith
and i keep me a dog when i walk in the projects
on the road for them pints where them motherf_ckin’ doctors at?
it’s a hundred a line if you talkin’ that wock’ sh_t
i’ma hit at these n_ggas applyin’ the pressure
it’s a twenty_band jugg in the motherf_ckin’ jetta
he want an ounce of this sh_t i’ma put it together
you want ounces and sh_t and i don’t even measure
i’m high, i keep on popping these beans [?]
in the trap house open the door it gon’ swing back
drop me an ounce tryna see what i bring back
and i catch me an opp he gon’ die and i mean that
cookin’ up cook sh_t hot gon’ steam up
droppin’ the wock’ i ain’t pourin’ no green up
draco kick give a f_ck if they team up
i’m at the top of this sh_t and these n_ggas can’t keep up
[chorus: kayvo]
uh, it’s a load
n_gga got wholesales
got brick of the dope same color the doorbell
b_tch i’m cookin’ up crack the same color your toenail
she got baby rock feet she give head at the hotel
she a down_ass b_tch she gon’ ride and she won’t tell
i crash out, i ain’t gon’ spin i’m on four wheels
in the driveway throwin’ up four i got four sales
b_tch i got pounds in the trap [?] pressure can’t smell sh_t
they gon’ fly back with me i don’t f_ck with the [?] sh_t
she a bad_ass b_tch so she wanted chanel kiss
it’s clean dope, dance on the work like elvis
catch headshots n_ggas don’t shoot at the pelvis
give a brick to my youngin’s like “here you go sell this”
and you n_ggas can’t win if you don’t know what h_ll is
how you sellin’ weed? n_ggas don’t know what a bale is
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