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sliime - 10 outta 10 lyrics

[chorus]
ten outta ten with the matching blouse
asian girl from the south
you know the hair came long and the skin came brown
i stepped in looking all street kid
she came looking like a million pounds
she don’t wanna be bait in her town
got 100k on her secret account

[verse 1]
i thought that was gang, helping hand
he just tried making a l!ck on me
seventeen, outside with a fl!ck on me
i ain’t tryna let these p+ssios pick on me
she’s trying a ting in the club
i’m there to shot, i got too much sniff on me
the b+tch tried snitch to the bouncer
who’s gonna tell this girl that hе’s in on it?
i don’t want your flowers, f+ck your plaques
stop glazing the kid, just show mе the cash
why’d you think that i’m rolling around with a mask?
in and outta the spot in a flash
jackboys tryna find where i’m at
so don’t leave no trace, forget what i said
if she’s on my snap, stop saving the chats
cah it’s not your fault if i lack, it’s mine
own my sh+t so i do what i like
don’t lose composure, wait on your time
she wanna link up like baby i might
and if you went broke, it’s fine
stop being shook and jump on the line
the car’s legit and the policy’s live
the surname’s khan, you’ll be aight
[chorus]
ten outta ten with the matching blouse
asian girl from the south
you know the hair came long and the skin came brown
i stepped in looking all street kid
she came looking like a million pounds
she don’t wanna be bait in her town
got 100k on her secret account
ten outta ten with the matching blouse
asian girl from the south
you know the hair came long and the skin came brown
i stepped in looking all street kid
she came looking like a million pounds
she don’t wanna be bait in her town
got 100k on her secret account

[verse 2]
that’s your main ting? good luck
double jinx, touch wood
she wanna roll with the boys in the hood
cah i make them songs that make her look good
we’re gang, old heads don’t rate me and it’s bants
grown ass man ain’t facing the facts
i’m at the mobos, bally and shades on me
but they know d+mn well who i am
the guys in the can, it’s disheartening
eyes still red and my lips still darkening
used to bag soft, now my bro’s tryna harden it
now my life’s mad so i gotta stay far from it
if i hurt your feelings, i weren’t tryna target it
tell ’em i’m p+ssed, you won’t tell ’em who started it
real to the bone, telling facts is a part of me
darling, i weren’t tryna start up an argument
[chorus]
ten outta ten with the matching blouse
asian girl from the south
you know the hair came long and the skin came brown
i stepped in looking all street kid
she came looking like a million pounds
she don’t wanna be bait in her town
got 100k on her secret account

- sliime lyrics

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