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Elbows (Official Lyric Video)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Livingston
Anthony Livingston
Songwriter
Torry Chatmon
Torry Chatmon
Songwriter

Lyrics

At the park, with my homie sipping red Kool-Aid (ahh) Got approached by this white dude (damn, who that) dark blue shades Thick accent, asked me if I'm tryna get paid (hell yeah) Pulled out so many hundreds nigga, I got afraid (damn) Drove a S 550, bitch was white on white (that's clean as fuck) Black interior, that shit could get Darth Vader hype Skip some details, package it and resell (zip) Every bite you get, bruh Charge a lower price (yeah bout fifty) Walked to the trunk, I could tell by the stench in it (mmm) Popped it open, man, I swear he had the Grinch in it (I hate you Whos) What could I handle was the question No time for second guessing If you really want this paper, need your answer tonight (let's do it) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was selling elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was serving elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was selling elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was serving elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) We talking elbows on top of elbows (uh) for sale, ho (for sale) Push the button on the digi, bitch, I broke the scale, ho (scale) .44 inside my bag, keep a Dan Quayle on me (right here) Ain't no walking up or robbing, (uh uh) bitch They call me Don Tony I'm a problem, (yeah) a fucking goblin (you know me) I'm out the hood, we out of options to make a profit Ain't worried bout no consequences (nah) End of the road, Boyz II Men shit I'm on a mission (where) Bending corners, hopping fences Say, what's the ticket (uh) Don't discuss it (brr) on no Cricket Play your position Talking down 'ill get you missing (gone) That's fourth-and-inches Money, power, fuck a friendship Say what's the business (say) Dead or jail That's the sentence (okay, mm) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was selling elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was serving elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was selling elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) While y'all was singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes We was serving elbows (elbows, elbows, elbows) Started selling elbows you can get yours tonight Fifteen for a elbow, nigga, you know the price Started selling elbows you can get yours tonight Fifteen for a elbow, nigga, you know the price
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