Style For Sale lyrics

by

ZelooperZ



Gremlin, Gremlin, Gremlin

[Verse]:
They said that they chops to make a hot plate of food
They say that they chops to make a hot n*gga cool
Ain't talking bout money then you talking to me rude
Whipping up that paint  it almost whipped up my [?]
Blew me like a flute, [?] me Aquafina too
Body bag, body bag, swag through the roof
Rick Owen hockey mask, hole in the stocking cap
Spending all these racks on the clothes, say I got a bag
Turned Tina, built like Gina, wet like FEMA
Ain't no secret, break my back, break a leg
Snap my femur, pocket [?]
b*tch can't you kill, now they going to jail
Style for sale, style for sale
I can't reach you, I can't teach you, I got paint for sale
I can't reach you, I can't teach you, I got style for sale
Kill the show and tell, cached a body [?]
f*ck tryna save you, tryna save myself
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