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10×4 – honey badger lyrics

[10.bandz]
tell that p+ssy back up
you know that coupe black and white like a honey badger
trap open all night hit lil 10 get you right
and man these n+ggas be some b+tches i ain’t beefing with no dyk+
i always f+ck with billie jean cuz the child was never mine
i need a million dollar b+tch i can’t settle for a dime
look through my phone what you find said i was playa i wasn’t lying and now i’m kissing on her cheek wipe yo tears why you crying
but lil 10 got did worse they ain’t care when i was hurt
they wasn’t tryna help a n+gga when i was stuck inside the dirt
and now i gotta make a million right before i leave earth
i sеnd them dawgs to yo building have em f+cking up yo turf
not finna bark go and gеt em
he sweet we shake him like sum skittles
dent boy a shooter for the gram he be sitting in the middle
10bandz a money hungry n+gga that’s why i’m steady chasing chicken
i put a noose around them 3 k’s i’m screaming f+ck the system

[big 4]
play with me we pause your life
i said it once won’t say it twice
we shake his pocket that boy broke
we roll em up just like some dice
i’m getting money just be buying sh+t i don’t look at the price
i swear this hoe she get to bugging i’m in her head jus like some lice
no love ever keep that choppa call em baby nle
i chop em down just like a tree
380 sing like doe rey me
dis yoppa burn a n+gga like a hoe jus gave em std
lil boy you think a feature free ? that sh+t gon cost like 10 a piece
glock hit a n+gga bet he get to singing like lil toosie
we keeping clips for nighas
think we finna start a movie
he not gonna run he not stupid
hate a hoe das acting moody
know i’m k!lling for lil 10 cause we had came out the same coochie
we get em gone goof troop
glock hit his stomach fruit loop
know l be talking so much sh+t my breath be stank like do do
it ain’t no netflix and we chill b+tch
i’ma turn on hulu
she give me head
i’m in her mind just like a f+cking guru
i stay with smiths and they be shooters (schuster )like they cousin juju
i count my money add up and all my b+tches bad as f+ck
that little boy wanna be just like me
lil man i’m not mad at ya
dese n+ggas broke like carry+on
lil n+gga get your baggage up
about my chips just like a hoy
no i ain’t playing with no little boy and keep yo b+tch around big 4
i treat yo hoe jus like my toy
these groupie b+tches they annoy use them just for my lil joy
know these n+ggas they b 12
dat boy jus like colt mccoy
i hit that p+ssy fast pace
den smack my d+ck across her face, and then you cuff the hoe
got d+mn n+ggas be a disgrace
n+ggas couldn’t copy me even if they tried to trace
jus like a known play w 10 put that p+ssy in his place b+tch x2

- 10x4 lyrics

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