Kb8 - Yard Sale Gangsta

It is early in the morning and I gotta get up
And the house is a mess but I don't clean up
I gotta get outside and get all set up
I got a selling situation to develop yup
Cash rules everything around me
This is definitely the way it's gotta be
For you and me and everybody in this country
Where we do what we must just to make our money
And the urgency for the currency
Is concurrently reminding me to please hurry
So the tarps go up and the ropes get tied
And I put a sign out along curbside
And with twelve more they will coincide
And act as your weekend yard sale guide
Because at my yard sale I'm trying to get paid
I mean look at how well I have my stuff displayed
And the cars drive by in a frickin parade
Cuz I've been doing this for almost two decades
At my yard sale I'm trying to get paid
I got hand me downs or down things handmade
And I will consider a barter or a trade
And I usually hang a tarp so you can have some shade
But if it's still super hot that day
Then I will try to persuade for my kids to stop their play
And come man a stand and try to get paid
As they sell you a glass of ice cold lemonade
I got a hoe and a rake and a shovel and a spade
And the ugliest sweater that has ever been crocheted
Or my ex's skirt that is made out of suede
Or a vhs of the little mermaid
I got everything that you could ever want
Like a bunch of old crap from an old restaurant
Or some new fly threads for you to try to flaunt
Or some weird knick knack for you could give your aunt
I got kid toys kid clothes and kid shoes
And anything else that kids could ever use
Like a dollhouse that is three foot tall
With the furniture that's so itty bitty small
And speaking of dolls here's a barbie dvd
Or curious george or tom and jerry
I got books and puzzles and games and more
And for far less than what you would pay at the store
I got a box of socks and a million mega blocks
And a polisher of rocks and a couple cuckoo clocks
And a brand new mailbox or a cd by the knox
Or those popsicle makers for your icebox
Got a coffee pot with some pots and pans
Or that plastic thing that can crush pop cans
Got a paintball gun with a hopper and a mask
And a couple air tanks so you can ba ba ba ba blast
Got a betta fish tank with all of the supplies
All you need is the betta fish to go inside
Got a kite you can glide or a bike you can ride
Or a couple of things that are unidentified
Got a weird variety of picture frames
And a few candyland and clue board games
Got a camera tripod and a hundred curtain rods
So pull out your money please don't be a tightwad
Because at my yard sale I'm trying to get paid
I mean look at how well I have my stuff displayed
And the cars pull up in a frickin parade
Because I've been doing this now for two decades
At my yard sale I'm trying to get paid
I got hand me downs or down things and made
And I will consider a barter or a trade
And I usually hang a tarp so you can have shade
So I got my lemonade and I'm sitting in the shade
And I'm waiting for you so I can try to get paid
And you're pulling up in your cadillac escalade
And I'm smiling because I know there is a dollar to be made
And with a friendly wave and a cheesy grin
I say hello sir why don't you come on in
To this divine yard sale of mine
Is there anything specific I can help you find
And he looks for a second to survey the scene
In his eyes there is this twinkle and there is this gleam
And his thirst for a deal starts to burn like kerosene
It's the best yard sale that he has ever seen
So he turns on back and he waves at the lac
And seven kids all come piling out the back
And they all make a run for the toy section
In a minute of fun my display is all undone
And the dad is unaware because he's looking at the tools
That his kids are acting crazy yes they're acting like fools
And the boys found all the nerf dart guns
And they start blasting like sigourney in aliens
And the mom's over digging through all the kid clothes
Because for a buck a bag she can't let it go
One girl has the princess dress on
And the oldest boy is riding a bike across the lawn
And they buy a bunch of stuff but they leave the place a mess
And they give me some cash but they also give me stress
Either way it doesn't matter that's the name of the game
And as soon as they leave I'll set it all back up the same
And thank you all for coming it has been my pleasure
Cuz one man's trash is another man's treasure
And I'll kiss your behind and act genuine
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
Yuuuuup
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
I will kiss you behind and act genuine
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
You know what I'm saying Yard Sale Gangsta
I will kiss your behind and act genuine straight hustlin
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
I will kiss you behind and act genuine
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
I will kiss you behind and act genuine
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
Cuz one man's trash is another man's treasure
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
Cuz cash rules everything around me
To get the cash from your pocket into mine
Cuz at my yard sale
Cuz at my yard sale
Cuz at my yard sale I'm trying to get paid

Written by:
KEVIN BRUMMETT

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