[Tray 57] I roll in on Wite-Out with pineapple flavor That bitch is a thotty, so why would I save her? Got [?], Just push my persuasion I'm fucking your bitch and I serve with no waiter I skate at the party, dreaded like Marley Ride orange Bugattis and yellow Ferraris Huh, he ain’t got half the swag And she'll give it all out with her nasty ass Now I got bars to sell, whips parked like the kid got cars for sale Basically I got bands, twenty large each hand [kneeling?] Where the niggas with the yards for sale? The car hotter than the car from hell Your girl brought me in the room, now I’m in Marvin’s bed I bet if Marvin knew half the shit, he’d strap up, cock back, and clap the bitch But Marvin is a well-known fuck boy He ain’t 'bout life, he never touch toys He ain’t got that bag and used to popping tags Pulling up red lights, [?] stopping Jags Niggas call me a reverend the way I’m parking [Lags?] If you looking for work, this where the bargain's at Snap to the back like a jerk No skinnys, True Religions, saggin', [?] I’m selling work
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The title, “Vendedores”, is Spanish for “sellers”.
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