Artist: Lil B Album: Thugged Out Pissed Off (Mixtape) Song: Sellin Off Dummies Typed by: AZ Lyrics Feelin me what you gon do When we run up on you You feelin me thug got pissed off you feelin me These hoes be faking these niggas be faking These suckers be faking crackers be faking Nah I'm sayin all ya'll pussies be faking nah I'm sayin Not really fucking with her you feelin me Might knock the bitch might do extortion Duffle bitch face in a waffle gland gorge Off that hoe that faggot bitch I'm flexing gorgeous Flexing on corner that money coming flawless Hit a bitch straight out the grave with her quickness Bitch trying to cash out hoes getting expensive I got 15 thousand bitches that's plenty of money 20 grand Saturday 15 grand Monday Still selling Jerry and still selling Murray Bitch got reall that they selling stories I'm still cashing out I ain't playin with you hoe Flexing these 40's flexing exposing Bitch tellin jokes but they really not funny Beating bitches tiny pants flex dummy Flexing 36 they young money Still selling Jerry and I'm selling off diamond Don't stop you feelin me all we do is we sell that You know what I mean we serve fellas you feelin me We sell Jerry we sell everything and I sell Fetty Wap You nah mean we know what you need We still sellin Jerry and I still sell diamond Selling off Oprah put up back that money Still selling Jerry and I'm rich off that money Kill cops March Still selling Jerry till its done I still selling Jerry and I am still selling dummies Selling off Oprah and count off that money Still selling Jerry and I'm rich off that money Kill cops March Still selling Jerry till its done I still selling Jerry and I am still selling dummies Shout out to all my brothers from Richly you feeling me Rich city stunners you nah am saying we in the building Lexus coop type shit on them 8 type shit on them 30's Type you know what I mean you feel me Rich from the birth Richmond and Oakland Rich in over Lale you know what I mean Rich to the Oakland Richmond and Fresco You feelin me lale you never feel hot again You know what I mean you feelin me One time Lil B you feelin me In the end selling dummies Sellin Oprah sellin Fetty Wap You nah mean I got all of that you feeling me You even sell Jerry straight like that Like my niggas out of Richmond Thugs now pissed off Lil B in the building You feeling me