Wobble Lot (Sellin)

The police ride by, but they don’t stop ya. Even though I wish somebody stop ya.
The police catch ya with that pullshit. Pull it out your pocket and say what
is this? I know damn well you ain’t selling this? I couldn’t even charge you
with this bullshit. And even though he wanna, bust you for marijuana,
for selling imitation weed Ima call your mama. She answer the phone.
She say she ain’t home. You sold her bullshit, and she want you gone.
You sold her that shit, so she leave you alone. Don’t bring your sad tail,
and hung up the phone
You selling wobble lot, and you oughta stop. You selling wobble lot,
pissing people off. You selling wobble lot. Pissing people off.
Pissing people off. Selling wobble lot. You selling wobble lot, and you oughta
stop. You selling wobble lot, pissing people off. You selling wobble lot.
Pissing people off. Pissing people off. Selling wobble lot
Verse-Natalac
Jackman broke in your house. Stole your money, TV, and your couch.
Stole everything in the damn house. But Left your weed cause that bullshit he
heard about. You holla at a stripper. But naw, you don’t tip her.
You say you got some weed, and now she mad with ya. Because you gave her weed
to get her in the mood. She took one pull, looked at you and just said fuck you.
She talk about you. She tried to lose you. Cause you’s a damn fool,
and you so stupid too
You selling wobble lot, and you oughta stop. You selling wobble lot,
pissing people off. You selling wobble lot. Pissing people off.
Pissing people off. Selling wobble lot. You selling wobble lot, and you oughta
stop. You selling wobble lot, pissing people off. You selling wobble lot.
Pissing people off. Pissing people off. Selling wobble lot
Outro-Natalac
Now there’s only one thing I can say, you done bought that wobble lot.
Just one thing, one thing. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but no refunds.
CHURCH