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gebreezy - 10 piece lyrics

[intro: gebreezy]
back on my bullsh-t
back on my coolsh-t
i gotta cool b-tch
she want my cool whip
i’m whippin a cool whip
my n-ggas exclusive (yea)
but your b-tch gets included
d-ck and arrow, i’m cupid (eh)
d-ck will make her go stupid
call it child abuse the way a n-gga bruisin
cuz i made the check and i abused it (ya)

[chorus: gebreezy]
10 piece hot
know i like my b-tches like my motherf-ckin’ wings
white gold shinin on my wrist, look silver
but n-gga know it’s not the same motherf-ckin’ thing
i stand real real close to the floor
think a n-gga bruce wayne
she tryna be an outlet tell me to open up
sh-t, even tyler perry couldn’t house my payne
so let it go
just let it motherf-ckin go
they gon’ talk
but they don’t motherf-ckin know
probably cause a scene if i knock a n-gga out
so i hit him where it hurts and i go and hit his toe
she bring that sh-t back and let that motherf-cker stay
i don’t got time for that sh-t today
askin all them questions like she motherf-ckin sway
cuz i got her legs aiken like i’m motherf-ckin clay (ya)

[verse 1: gebreezy]
i f-cked like 21 b-tches since i been 21
i got a lil chocolate and a snow bunny one
i got one that’s serious, i got a funny one
hit bank of america all the money run
poppin them addies and losin my mind to my thoughts (ya)
f-ckin these hoes but i don’t pay no mind to these thots (ya)
these n-ggas lack hoes they be f-ckin with the sixes like black
i ain’t even done might have to run this sh-t back
she playin with my p-ssy while she playin my track
gold on my chain but a n-gga don’t change
all these n-ggas gone but a n-gga remains
i ain’t holdin back but i’m tryna retain
all of myself i’ve been losing lately (yea, yea)
i’m smokin f-ckin bros do it on the daily ( i do it on the daily)
i ain’t sendin vocals ‘less she tryna pay me (yea)
and i ain’t f-ckin with her ‘less she’s 10 piece hot
and she h-lla wavy

chorus:
10 piece hot
know i like my b-tches like my motherf-ckin’ wings
white gold shinin on my wrist, look silver
but n-gga know it’s not the same motherf-ckin’ thing
i stand real real close to the floor
think a n-gga bruce wayne
she tryna be an outlet tell me to open up
sh-t, even tyler perry couldn’t house my payne
so let it go
just let it motherf-ckin go
they gon’ talk
but they don’t motherf-ckin know
probably cause a scene if i knock a n-gga out
so i hit him where it hurts and i go and hit his toe
she bring that sh-t back and let that motherf-cker stay
i don’t got time for that sh-t today
askin all them questions like she motherf-ckin sway
cuz i got her legs aiken like i’m motherf-ckin clay (ya)

- gebreezy lyrics

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