Cheap Suits lyrics

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What sign am I?
I drew a S for two lines, what's on your mind?
My bottom line's the bottom line
Put your name where it's underlined
I own your crib, your b*tch, even your son is mine
There may come a time you wanna come for mine
But know them contracts bind
You want a dollar pizza line
I'm off wine, crackers, cheese with the rind
It's big time, know it's vicious, bro its business
You need a lawyer, I can find one for you
Just a standard fee
You work hard, you'd be as live as me
Buy and sell, it's a marketed dream
f*ck if you recoup
Show the b*tches how its stars in the roof of your coupe
I know you can't help but bе a rap n*gga
Down your whole life, you desеrve to be that n*gga
To each y'all threw dice, now it's boomin', you a trap n*gga
Jordan Shrug, I had to tax n*ggas
Vision on, imperialism, own every corner of the prison, claiming n*ggas do the vision
What's mine is missin', that's my commission
Make lemonade or whatever n*ggas say when they broke and ashamed
Put the spliff to the flame
Doc*ment the pain, my n*gga maintain