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tony yayo – selling keys lyrics

(feat. lloyd banks)
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
cuffing this
cuffing, cuffing this
i been cuffing this
i been cuffing this
but i only sell fiends
i hate getting familiar with these n-ggas and b-tches
all they do is get comfy and think i’m sweet like swishes
i spent half of my career on a private jet
hit the jacks, get a hoopla, go wash your scent
think it’s sweet to have my shooters come wash your scent
i’m in that wu tang sh-t, n-gga, protect your neck
all these n-ggas on my d-ck, blow bruno
jewish lawyers scott leaning, always find a loophole
hermes attire, sharper than a cactus
half a pound of cat p-ss, model slash actress
i’m flipping things like gymnastics
my bricks doing simmer sauce, yours doing back flips
that means you hustling backwards
i’m back to the feature, i re-up the fastest
rows go, you blow, make all the hoes blow
twenty keys turn my yard into a car show
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
cuffing this
cuffing, cuffing this
i been cuffing this
i been cuffing this
but i only sell fiends
missed to get a model weak, movies in the palace weak
your lady -ss snicket, run around like 100 thousand feet
n-gga, i got her tripping, leaning, dying over
n-gga, we riding triple beans with dimes for chauffeurs
my system’s hidden, got the coppers hating
friend or foe, i’m popping strips between the combination
my mind is racing, gucci stepping, probably gracing
two, three seconds, i’m impatient, breaking records out the bas-m-nt
break a brick over these strippers, weird b-tches call me daddy
solid gold pictures, take my business out the alley
married to the f-cking game, all the work, i feel the same
get with scott up, n-gga up, but dollar signs are h-lla pain
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
cuffing this
cuffing, cuffing this
i been cuffing this
i been cuffing this
but i only sell fiends
movie chick cross bows with exploding tips
groupie b-tch, in the rows i expose my d-ck
under my pillow dragging br–sts around, shoot fire
laying in my bed, she tell it like tyana
every n-gga ain’t your homie, death before dishonor
45 for gram, a drought’s on the corner
for sh-t rounds got 15 docks in ’em
hit his chest cavity, for sure i’m talking ’em
max in the mcm nap sack
in the 90s they… and long had the long foundation
elephant buildings, made a couple millions
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
i know you think i’m selling keys
but i only sell fiends
cuffing this
cuffing, cuffing this

- tony yayo lyrics

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