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Tour Is Over Back To Selling Dope Lyrics - Artist : Bass Santana
Big dime bags, boy, a nigga won't skimp
I sold dope to a priest, bitch I'm sinful Bust that pack down, keep that shit simple With my scale on me, it's essential Spending my money on my wrist Fuck I look like, spending money on a bitch? Fuck I look like, spending time on a rewind Leave 'em behind, I ain't worried 'bout shit Kylie ol' Jenner ass lips Fuck a hoe mean; she ain't suck no dick? Throw that ass back, let me hit it real quick Living in the pussy, ain't paying no rent Looking for a dollar, you ain't making no sense Off a nigga, hope he wasn't making no plans Silent operator, smooth operator I was contemplating motherfucker that's just how it go down Enemies coming nonstop Hoes they cover my cock Make that bitch drop them panties like a mixtape Then lip-sync while I was sipping on that wok Big dime bags, boy, a nigga won't skimp you I sold dope to a priest, bitch I'm sinful Bust that pack down, keep that shit simple With my scale on me, it's essential And I got it on me if a nigga get brave But I love to keep the switchblade since 6th grade Living every day like I might die, 6 days You ain't never took a risk, but most people bitch made Look both ways 'fore you cross, you might catch fades Get sprayed, whole 9 yards for the ixnay Nigga that way, nigga this way Nigga which way? Okay, this dope Wake up, say a prayer, sell this dope Wake up, say a prayer, sell this dope Wake up, say a prayer, I'm selling dope Wake up, say a prayer, sell this, dope, dope, dope Wake up, say a prayer, I'm selling dope, dope, dope Wake up, say a prayer, sell this, dope |
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