paroles de chanson For Sale - 7ason Margiela

Everything's for sale (Yeah)
Selling sauce selling salt to a snail (Yeah)
I'm the boss don't get lost in the spill (Yeah)
I'm on fire I'm the man it's not a drill (Yeah, yeah)

Undercover with his bitch but I ain't hidin' (I ain't hidin')
Yeah Undercover jacket I be stylish (I be stylish)
Yeah don't think just cuz I'm drippin' I ain't slidin' (I ain't slidin')
Yeah thirty-three like Pippen but I'm Rodman
Bet that up, wet him up
Sex her up ain't textin' her
All my hoes I dress 'em up I keep 'em in the latest stuff (Yeah, yeah)
Latest season, sell you the air I'm breathin'
I just dumped a diva, then sent her to Ibiza (Yeah)
She want me back, but I'm too lit we can't do that
You know I make my sauce from scratch
If it don't work with rap then it's back to them packs

Everything's for sale (Yeah)
Sellin' sauce sellin' salt to a snail (Yeah)
I'm the boss don't get lost in the spill (Yeah)
I'm on fire I'm the man it's not a drill (Yeah, yeah)

Got it on for real, keep it on for real
The plug gave me a deal ain't run off I kept it real
It's up and it's stuck Cartier for my new B
Yeah I got your hoe under contract nigga sue me
Who bad as me? (Who bad as me?)
Got on his salary (Got on yo salary)
Yeah don't flatter me (Don't flatter me)
He a tragedy (He a tragedy)
Yeah I think he sweet he a cavity (He a cavity)
Yeah she fast and she furious ain't no passin' me

Everything's for sale (Yeah)
Sellin' sauce sellin' salt to a snail (Yeah)
I'm the boss don't get lost in the spill (Yeah)
I'm on fire I'm the man it's not a drill (Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, nah for real)
(Got it on for real, keep it on for real)
(Yeah yeah)