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Gotta keep my mind flowing uh Gotta keep the thought going uh Yellow pages... Yellow... Yellow pages...yellow Gotta keep spitting heat though Gotta
Don't shy away Take that picture for the stairway Don't miss another birthday Yellow pages How you finding my number But I went under My naïveté
way for ages Paper stackin' like the yellow pages When you hustle this hard all the time It's contagious Weed been so loud that it woke the neighbors
pockets are Yellow Pages I'm waking up all the neighbours Behaviour getting outrageous I'm good, I'm good i'm good, I'm good Stacking up all these papers My
I saw you in the yellow pages I just looked at it to pass the time In my self-alienating phases I play a rough game to win, to win Of being things
I did When I read through you You weren’t translated So I looked up love in the Yellow Pages So I’d be free from it See, all this truth sparks lies
Let these bitches know Uh huh Uh huh G-Goodness Gracious I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages I got these
it ain't ever been cool when you turned out to be a fool yeah Niggas flipping through pussy like Yellow Pages got me jaded Making it so much harder for
kinda slow Put that in yellow pages Woolwich boys money can never dun I need a 100 mil and ever wrap under the sun I'll never sign a deal I'll rather
Ion needa shake My ass on IG to be famous (no) Mother to these bitches Have em cut like yellow pages Talk my shit and then I pop my shit The kiddies
All the money in the women's world will never make him change Gonna grab the yellow pages Find a Davinci of the threads To dress me up and make me
player Pockets look like a yellow pages I say My pockets look like the yellow pages I don’t think they can keep up the pace Tight pants they look like
a cage Yellow pages from the past Dreaming of something brand new And I’m never gonna fly And I’ll never get high again I’ll never get a dream come true
My girl she gon catch me She gon call a taxi She gon yellow page me Keep that shit dc Keep that shit dc Keep that shit dc My girl she gon see My girl
me, on me) It's gon' help to keep em cool (cool yeah) They gon' book me like some words up in the yellow pages (in the yellow pages) IsItGang be in
(Tu Feo!) Money flip Yellow pages Silver rollie Black face My wrist Lookin' racist Feo from the Rosa bust ya Sh*t up Swear it's Nathin' Check
Like a motherless child We haven't talked in awhile Don't be afraid dial I look for ya through the yellow pages Hope you in good graces Heard a nigga
I cud make the phone book sound like music Read the yellow pages and make pure poetry Take next weeks old rags, read the stories back, make old tails
I wrote a timeless lovesong It was a song for all ages But I only recorded on betamax I put an ad in the yellow pages Telling all the kids about my
over the mountain range It illuminated me and made a yellow page We split We split We split Who gives Who gives Who gives a shit I could stay Stay
'til proven innocent Let's go! Hands on these niggas, got the yellow bracelet Check off in my pocket like the yellow pages Fuck you niggas was,
sit 'Cause I'm the real deal, like Coke is it Then you won't find my name in the yellow page 'Cause Run only speaks when it's on the stage I got
Too Late Too Late Too Late In this almighty cage We shop through the yellow page Gone is the corner store There's a supermarket there for
become an alcoholic, You were dryin' out. So I phoned every clinic In the Yellow Pages, Not a trace I found. I thought you needed my lovin', But
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