letra de fire sale - dera meelan
[chorus]
this for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
i don’t have time for your email
don’t pay attention to detail
kick it with brothers you geeking off females
going out back, picking up bro
i ain’t got gas, he ain’t want no smoke
get to my bag, i [?], yeah
chop up the mull and i’m flirting, yeah
[interlude]
yo, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
wait, wait, wait, wait
stop that sh-t, stop that sh-t
i wanna try and do something like
maybe a little different
dj hit that sh-t
[chorus]
this for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
i don’t have time for your email
don’t pay attention to detail
kick it with brothers you geeking off females
going out back, picking up bro
i ain’t got gas, he ain’t want no smoke
get to my bag, i [?], yeah
chop up the mull and i’m flirting, yeah, huh
[verse 1]
okay, run up on me get sent back
claiming a g big, somebody check that
come like ralph, won’t leave ’till i wreck that
way too patient, don’t wanna test that
every little move you’re making
swear down, you ain’t never touched no pagan
talk ’bout chings like your gang asian
wanna be badman, loose on the pavement
huh, like why would i lie?
talk ’bout me, get done by me
if it’s question, i don’t no why, huh
you ain’t never been on glides
ask them about you and my man lied, yeah
talk ’bout this and chat ’bout that
guess what, you’re f-cking spied
ooh, yeah
[chorus]
this for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
i don’t have time for your email
don’t pay attention to detail
kick it with brothers you geeking off females
going out back, picking up bro
i ain’t got gas, he don’t want no smoke
get to my bag, yeah, huh
get to my bag, yeah, yeah
[verse 2]
when i hit that girl gotta cover my face
little opp boy lookin’ like grace
six man deep, go fill up the case
break it back down, then cut a new shape
huh, backpage, no book, them boy, they’re shook
but i know i can’t leave no trace
ain’t no runnin’ no chase
go get to the base
new stainless tucked on my waist
huh, how many ops you dug up?
that man fibbin’, not my brudda
[?] down cover, suck your mother
only come south when they’re moving numbers
[?], when they pullin’ that thunder
ten toes down ’till they put a man under
under, put him in a box like k5
them guys wanna come fish like usser, huh
[interlude]
like usser? nah i meant f-ckin’ usher
you f-ckin’-
[chorus]
this for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
i don’t have time for your email
don’t pay attention to detail
kick it with brothers you geeking off females
going out back, picking up bro
i ain’t got gas, he ain’t want no smoke
get to my bag, i [?], yeah
chop up the mull and i’m flirting, yeah, huh
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