sme taxfree - 10 cars lyrics
[intro]
huh
[chorus]
n+ggas cheaper than a b+tch
ten cars in my driveway, i don’t need a n+gga whip
and bring my name up to the hoes, n+gga, get up off my d+ck
if she tell you anything, she gon’ tell you that i’m rich
[interlude]
hmm, yeah, you know, you know n+ggas be finna crash out over these hoes, n+gga
like, like, like the same ones i be f+ckin’, n+gga
huh
[chorus]
n+ggas cheaper than a b+tch
ten cars in my driveway, i don’t need a n+gga whip
and bring my name up to the hoes, n+gga, get up off my d+ck
if she tell you anything, she gon’ tell you that i’m rich
[verse 1]
mm+hmm, srt, punched the pedal
livin’ like the rolling stonеs, on tour with the heavy metal
sippin’ rеd like the devil, show my ass, i’m a rebel
n+ggas throwin’ rocks at glass houses tryna hide they pebbles
mm+hmm, i be knockin’ all these b+tches, still ain’t bring a n+gga up
i ain’t gotta say no names, she gon’ still let me f+ck
five g’s for a show, i’ll pull up on a bus
kitchen with a bathroom on it, bro, this b+tch plush
ten hot+wheels in my driveway, toys r us
boy, united with a hundred+fifty pounds of the runtz
throw the ball in the air, you know i’m bron, i’ll dunk
f+ck your b+tch, drop the b+tch, that’s an and+one
don’t tell no ho that i need you, rockin’ shows like the beatles
white head use his needle, bro got food, he gon’ feed ’em
ten heads on one block, brodie, that’s just how i meet ’em
throw it out the window, make they ass catch it how i greet ’em
call my phone if you got a grievance
don’t even bring me up to hoes ’cause we ain’t even
i’ll buy that b+tch an ass and get her new cleavage
and i’ve been tearin’ gucci down all four seasons, huh
n+ggas buyin’ fake jewelry, that is not it
save your money up right and go and drop kit
you can call mr. exclusive, ask him what i spent
i bought these buffs from hotline for fifteen cent
ten g’s for my rollie, bought it off a l!ck
finna buy a 580, could’ve bought a bent’
pull up to get it in a bimmer like i’m mitch
talkin’ down to the b+tch
if she tell you anything, she gon’ tell you that i’m rich (uh)
[chorus]
n+ggas cheaper than a b+tch
ten cars in my driveway, i don’t need a n+gga whip
and bring my name up to the hoes, n+gga, get up off my d+ck
if she tell you anything, she gon’ tell you that i’m rich
[outro]
yeah, yeah, my n+ggas been f+ckin’ that sh+t up ten summers, n+gga
can’t no b+tch ever run to me and tell me i’ll use another n+gga car for sh+t, use a n+gga money, jewelry, nothin’
you been had this sh+t
(who watered with lean?)
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