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Vocero Omar - Customer Service Lyrics



Vocero Omar - Customer Service Lyrics




[ Featuring Beano Marley ]

We not the customers
We come from a long line of hustlers
You ain't finna hit this lick so watch your tongue with us
Granddaddy crunched numbers till the sun was up
Paper crumpled up just to sum it up
Hungry even if cold dinners made them toughen up
Hoodie season zips, cold winter made them bundle up
Public transportation past couple months
High mileage whip up this blunt of gas guzzler

You gon' lose some money chasing women
But you never lose a woman chasing money
Snakes in my garden are forbidden
If knowledge was an image it'd be old gray and grumpy

Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag quit complaining that your bones hurt
Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag quit complaining that your bones hurt

I pray you wash your ass before you flex, master funk first
Find the nearest bath, don't come out until you submerge
Diamond in the rough, it's your time to shine and be unearthed
Ct first you gon' be mad for a while doing grunt work
Please don't hit the stand, turn into Usher and be telling
These are my confessions
Be sure to plead the fifth before you answer any questions
You gon' either learn your place or learn your lesson
Learn your lesson

Look, I remember doing rob jobs for an ipod
Every time I f*ckin' sin it make my moms cry
Only niggas known to make explosions with no bomb squad
The way I air it out, can't even patch it up
I ain't talking landlord, my heater acting up
Ooh, play me like a jansport, you see I'm bagging up
Catch me with some hitters, with a reefer bag and such
Gold D is back in clutch, yo Beano stacking up
In this bitch, yeah you know I whip it like a dealership
Baby love when I come home and love my penmanship
Yeah you know me, you know I bust it down, that's one move
That blunt hit hard, rolling kung fu
Yeah I'm on my BS, was trapping off a PS
I was into rapping before hippies was a reject
If you don't like my music motherf*cker that's a deep threat like

We not the customers
We come from a long line of hustlers
You ain't finna hit this lick so watch your tongue with us
Granddaddy crunched numbers till the sun was up
Paper crumpled up just to sum it up
Hungry even if cold dinners made him toughen up
Hoodie season zips, cold winter made him bundle up
Public transportation past couple months
High mileage whip, but this blunt a gas guzzler

Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag, quit complaining that your bones hurt
Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag, quit complaining that your bones hurt

We ain't the customers
We not the customers
We come from a long line of hustlers
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We not the customers
We come from a long line of hustlers
You ain't finna hit this lick so watch your tongue with us
Granddaddy crunched numbers till the sun was up
Paper crumpled up just to sum it up
Hungry even if cold dinners made them toughen up
Hoodie season zips, cold winter made them bundle up
Public transportation past couple months
High mileage whip up this blunt of gas guzzler

You gon' lose some money chasing women
But you never lose a woman chasing money
Snakes in my garden are forbidden
If knowledge was an image it'd be old gray and grumpy

Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag quit complaining that your bones hurt
Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag quit complaining that your bones hurt

I pray you wash your ass before you flex, master funk first
Find the nearest bath, don't come out until you submerge
Diamond in the rough, it's your time to shine and be unearthed
Ct first you gon' be mad for a while doing grunt work
Please don't hit the stand, turn into Usher and be telling
These are my confessions
Be sure to plead the fifth before you answer any questions
You gon' either learn your place or learn your lesson
Learn your lesson

Look, I remember doing rob jobs for an ipod
Every time I f*ckin' sin it make my moms cry
Only niggas known to make explosions with no bomb squad
The way I air it out, can't even patch it up
I ain't talking landlord, my heater acting up
Ooh, play me like a jansport, you see I'm bagging up
Catch me with some hitters, with a reefer bag and such
Gold D is back in clutch, yo Beano stacking up
In this bitch, yeah you know I whip it like a dealership
Baby love when I come home and love my penmanship
Yeah you know me, you know I bust it down, that's one move
That blunt hit hard, rolling kung fu
Yeah I'm on my BS, was trapping off a PS
I was into rapping before hippies was a reject
If you don't like my music motherf*cker that's a deep threat like

We not the customers
We come from a long line of hustlers
You ain't finna hit this lick so watch your tongue with us
Granddaddy crunched numbers till the sun was up
Paper crumpled up just to sum it up
Hungry even if cold dinners made him toughen up
Hoodie season zips, cold winter made him bundle up
Public transportation past couple months
High mileage whip, but this blunt a gas guzzler

Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag, quit complaining that your bones hurt
Get up off your ass, unemployment checks don't work
Get yourself a bag, quit complaining that your bones hurt

We ain't the customers
We not the customers
We come from a long line of hustlers
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Writer: BEANO MARLEY, DALLAS JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Featuring: Beano Marley
Language: English
Written by: BEANO MARLEY, DALLAS JOHNSON
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