Lyrics:
show me ten
Got yo bitch all up in my hair like a Bobby pen
Nigga I aint csian but I'm Ballin like Jeremy Lin
If I can't slap a bitch I'mma hit her
points out when he's missed a spot
Another dinner rush and their souls are both crushed
Counting tips to pool in the car
Mom's been waiting tables since
make her work like it's a ten to two
Leave his ass in critical, we still shoot off the dribble too
My pockets filled with that paper, they can't stop me
'em
Gettin' loose off this henny
Got big bottles
I can't keep less than a dime
I got ten models
I'ma swim in that pussy with no Goggles
Don't want smoke
buy no fake shit
And the love we have is sacred
Fuck the niggas that you dated
What we doing be x-rated
Put the dick up in yo tummy now you feeling
denim from the deep south
But we in
Da north block 10 sipping Hennesy
She wanna lick me lick me
Smoking on dat good wood sticky icky
Damn she so smart
underground, You're there!
9 If I flew on morning's wings
To the far horizon,
10 You'd find me in a minute—
You're already there waiting!
11 Then I
on
Hitting all the spots that you planned of
Coming off the x while I'm in her
So baby when we're done
You gon stand up
Shaking while you walk
That's
of time[03:06.08]We used to dream of castles in the sky[03:10.20]Do you remember[03:13.94]The world we knew, these days are drifting by[03:17.92]And we're all running
Chick-a-chickadee-dee[00:14.91]Won't you feed on the seed in my hand[00:17.38]Chick-a-chickadee-dee[00:19.42]As still as a tree I'll
Kart But the shit doesn't end
Tell her I got a big body Benz It can fit you and all of your friends
But if they not a 10, they can't get in stealing my
motherfucker
Motherfucker, Motherfucker
You don't know what I been thru, I'm a pit, You shitzu
Only took L's to me and myself, I'm 10-2
You'll be in critical for
sneaky links just got a nigga Still won't leave me alone
Sendin' me X-rated TikToks at like one in the morn
Don't know who the fuck he talkin' To, lil'
around with a La Flame
(Baby this shit, let's get it)
All of my hoes like Model X
Off a tesla she switch in my lane
All of my hoes like bottles
She drunk
to my baby
I'm a real one, real go getter She a hot girl, yeah, real trendsetter
When I'm in yard, mark X, chrome extra Big body pon the toll road, dem
I'm smiling laughing
Having old fashions
Way out in Malibu
It's different
10 years ago I told you
I was bout my bidness
I document on record so
I never
chickens before they hatch
Until I get my money back
Yeah this job bought the Country Time
Tastes so sweet got 'em standing in line
She's an 8 she's a 10 I
church
Ten thousand miles away
We save ourself from blame
Our silver's on the plate
This is a paradise
You can't come in
Easy to recognize
Your darker
cut from the sirens
Add a K to the A get minus
[?], Mizz got left on the floor
Throw up a five, get bored
Five men up in the 4x4, it's war
This shotgun
broke, they go to bed with no supper I'm in this bitch with ten zips the scale stutter
Before I ever need a bitch, I'll get another Niggas settle for
One in the chamber, don't get too close
I look like water cuz my wrist cold
Another bitch i'm trynna get fucked, i'm just trynna have fun
Why they
I'm throwback
To metal faces
Cold cases
Late night coats
In coach rain shit
10 g of truffles
Heavy bag duffles
Iron clad hundreds
Line em up in numbers
heaven scent To
Keep myself in line
Was finna crash
Face nine years in prison
Fed time
Ten toes gotta make it through
Time will not wait on you
Same dude
watch your eyes, shit get to poppin', boy, I'm ten to bop my bitch
Back in school, them bitches wanted to fuck with me because my sis
Now they screamin'
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