Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage
Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch
You know...you know who you are
M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater
Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
Um, 'like a sailor' correct?
And i ain't never left
Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand
I can feel your heart beating fast
Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,
Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts
The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain
Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came
Before i'm nineteen, i'll be put on just like these tight jeans
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
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