yn jay & louie ray - 10-a-show lyrics
[verse 1: louie ray]
smack a n+gga cross his head, it’s a dime a show
oh you want jay to pour it down, that’s 11 more
say i got some love that ain’t there, that’s how i scam a+
imma tell her that i’m showing love, that’s how i scam a ho
and ‘den probably say i’m showing love like a scammer though
d+mn i just drunk my cup fast, i just slammed a 4
n+gga out here cra+cra+cracked like the jammer broke
i just had [?]
i just had [?] of the s+x with a random hoe
tilt her neck back and let her drive the boat
tilt her neck back and let her drive the whole boat
black n+gga like i’m o.t., i’m selling coco
why even do thе show if you ‘gon leave the show brokе
and n+gga act up if you want it, it’s ‘gon be a no show
i knew i was blowing money when my rubber band broke
i seen first hand how fast a couple hundred grand go (d+mn)
they be like d+mn yo i ballin who the f+ck y’all playin’ for
[?] staring [?]
what you ‘staring for
[verse 2: yn jay]
woo!
and i just put her on her neck, i just slammed a hoe
and this b+tch give me too much neck, i just stabbed her throat
new trap house clean as f+ck, it’s abandoned though
got the ‘lil black rubber bands like a bandit though
i came off black rubber bands till my baggy broke
i be riding round with scooby doo, they think sh+ggy [?]
i been serving billy all day, look like mandy bro (aha)
top 5 dead or alive, i feel like jadakiss
got my heart broke when i was young, make me hate my b+tch
copped these new yeezy slippers, so it make me hate my kicks
d+mn i don’t want shoes no more
got [?] on me, don’t want [?] no more
ok my body rock solid, i don’t bruise no more
i ain’t been asleep in 3 days, i don’t snooze no more
and i control my own car, i don’t cruise no more
and i turn my game sliders up, i don’t lose no more
n+ggas they don’t know the street code, don’t follow rules no more
white b+tch hit a 8 ball, can’t play pool no more
[verse 3: bandgang lonnie bands]
i have them k!llers on your ass like a tailbone
i swore i woke up this morning, 40 bands called my phone
i done sold more meth than the n+gga off breaking bad
we sent 300 home just all the way to the f+cking nash
now i’m rich now but still a throw a party like a birthday bash
got a benz and i asked the dealer i came in there with a hundred cash
got it off them pots and pans, they thought this sh+t was rap
i apologize to all my fans, i be cooking brack
[verse 4: louie ray]
alright let me take my+
let me take my hoodie off, i’m ‘finna cook a batch
pull up on a n+gga car fast, i shoot, he crash
uh beat down on a dude some sh+t bad when he ‘ew the half
yeah that’s a half a bore
i just hung up with 80 racks, i’m glad they called
i just left the mall in a camaro and glass involved
whole world know my city small, but the paper tall
i forgot to say [?]
let me pace it up
buy [?] exotic right now [?]
sh+t looking great right now, it get greater y’all
i just pulled out a hundred bands on a hater y’all
turn my burberry shirt to a table cloth
one of a kind off white coat, tear the label off
crazy how falling off then bouncing back is what make a boss
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