10 On 11 Songtext
von Steven Malcolm
10 On 11 Songtext
Midwest, I′m who God made me to be (Midwest)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to skrt where they gon′ be
Pull up, left foot, right foot, crank up energy (go)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to meet my enemies
Hate the fact they can't compete, we unleaded, pay the fee
I put ten on pump 11, ′bout to make ′em feel a G (go)
Ay, I've been winnin′, I feel like I'm Charlie Sheen (winnin′)
Boy, I been about my business, suit and tie like pardon me
We thе type to take it all, no reason for bargaining
Like I'm J in ′87, just another part of me
Ain't no arguing (hey), talkin' we gon′ pull up 20 deep
Pop trunk, keep big arsenal
Six-six, way it kick-kick, make mines do a couple cartwheels (hey)
Pen game like a hit stick, don′t talk much, but the art will
I'm Cujo, y′all Garfield, I'm a landmine if y′all war-filled
I'm a sure ting, put it on God ′cause it's unreal
Don't believe me, how that workin′ out? How your core feel? (hey)
No faith, what a ordeal, stay fresh, new car smell
Bring big weight without a barbell, there′s a reason that I'm hard to kill
M-Midwest, I′m who God made me to be (Midwest)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to skrt where they gon′ be
Pull up, left foot, right foot, crank up energy (go)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to meet my enemies
Hate the fact they can′t compete, we unleaded, pay the fee
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to make 'em feel a G (go)
Ay, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Ay, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, Lambo′ with no roof, yellow Kill Bill
I am not the type to be a standstill
Elevate the work, check the man′s skills
Ain't a tune that Dayme cook up that I can′t kill (Dayme)
Ay, how many times I gotta prove, real talk? Think I'm underrated
Whole plate full, big bulldog with a reservation, I hate waitin′
Now off runnin' like Forrest, funny we ain′t ever hear the conversation
How that boy done turned worship into an occupation? It took patience
Big whoa, whoa, whoa, check the score, whoa
Pick it up, bring it back to the flow, whoa
Red light, green light, let's go, whoa
I got ten on 11, let's go, whoa
Midwest, let′s go, whoa
Midwest, I′m who God made me to be (Midwest)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to skrt where they gon′ be
Pull up, left foot, right foot, crank up energy (go)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to meet my enemies
Hate the fact they can′t compete, we unleaded, pay the fee
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to make ′em feel a G (Midwest)
(I put ten on pump 11 and I skrt, skrt)
(I put ten on pump 11 and I skrt)
Hello, good afternoon
This is Ollie Springton Princeton, your aunt
Um, my mom passed away
Who should be your grandmother
So I'm just letting you know
Just to let you know, of course, you can call me back soon
And I'm, I′m going down to Jamaica Monday, ah, for the burial
Alright, you have a nice day
I′m just letting you know, thank you
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to skrt where they gon′ be
Pull up, left foot, right foot, crank up energy (go)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to meet my enemies
Hate the fact they can't compete, we unleaded, pay the fee
I put ten on pump 11, ′bout to make ′em feel a G (go)
Ay, I've been winnin′, I feel like I'm Charlie Sheen (winnin′)
Boy, I been about my business, suit and tie like pardon me
We thе type to take it all, no reason for bargaining
Like I'm J in ′87, just another part of me
Ain't no arguing (hey), talkin' we gon′ pull up 20 deep
Pop trunk, keep big arsenal
Six-six, way it kick-kick, make mines do a couple cartwheels (hey)
Pen game like a hit stick, don′t talk much, but the art will
I'm Cujo, y′all Garfield, I'm a landmine if y′all war-filled
I'm a sure ting, put it on God ′cause it's unreal
Don't believe me, how that workin′ out? How your core feel? (hey)
No faith, what a ordeal, stay fresh, new car smell
Bring big weight without a barbell, there′s a reason that I'm hard to kill
M-Midwest, I′m who God made me to be (Midwest)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to skrt where they gon′ be
Pull up, left foot, right foot, crank up energy (go)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to meet my enemies
Hate the fact they can′t compete, we unleaded, pay the fee
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to make 'em feel a G (go)
Ay, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Ay, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, Lambo′ with no roof, yellow Kill Bill
I am not the type to be a standstill
Elevate the work, check the man′s skills
Ain't a tune that Dayme cook up that I can′t kill (Dayme)
Ay, how many times I gotta prove, real talk? Think I'm underrated
Whole plate full, big bulldog with a reservation, I hate waitin′
Now off runnin' like Forrest, funny we ain′t ever hear the conversation
How that boy done turned worship into an occupation? It took patience
Big whoa, whoa, whoa, check the score, whoa
Pick it up, bring it back to the flow, whoa
Red light, green light, let's go, whoa
I got ten on 11, let's go, whoa
Midwest, let′s go, whoa
Midwest, I′m who God made me to be (Midwest)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to skrt where they gon′ be
Pull up, left foot, right foot, crank up energy (go)
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to meet my enemies
Hate the fact they can′t compete, we unleaded, pay the fee
I put ten on pump 11, 'bout to make ′em feel a G (Midwest)
(I put ten on pump 11 and I skrt, skrt)
(I put ten on pump 11 and I skrt)
Hello, good afternoon
This is Ollie Springton Princeton, your aunt
Um, my mom passed away
Who should be your grandmother
So I'm just letting you know
Just to let you know, of course, you can call me back soon
And I'm, I′m going down to Jamaica Monday, ah, for the burial
Alright, you have a nice day
I′m just letting you know, thank you
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