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De'Auan McClaine
Songwriter
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Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
(Yeah)
Bands in my pocket
Cuz I do not give a fuck
(Aye)
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
How bout you worry bout yo own
Instead of what is in my cup
She all my meat and I tell her to stop it
Jimmy Dean man
She all on my sausage
I'm in the business
I'm making a profit
And She is solid
And that be the topic
I'm grilling these niggas
And they getting cautious
Pussy a gun
And she gonna pop
Like grease on the stove
But she gotta be quiet
Cuz my motherfuckin' people at home
Esketit
Tryna be whipping lambo
Going rambo
Up in this bitch commando
Cuz I said so
Everybody die
Lil nigga got ammo
A belt full
Black everything
I got camo
Spit up on this shit like a camel
Fly like an Eagle
In a flannel
Told lil baby
To give me a chano
And she gone do it cuz a young nigga said so
Nigga like
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
(Yeah)
Bands in my pocket
Cuz I do not give a fuck
(Aye)
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
How bout you worry bout yo own
Instead of what is in my cup
Bitches lazy bout they money
Niggas lit bout the clout
Y'all ain't ten toes down
Y'all putting pinky toes out
Don't complain about shit
Ain't no reason to pout
Niggas trash, wasting money like they Oscar the grouch
Bitch get up, all you ever do is sit on the couch
I been grinding for the money since my first day out
Out the womb
I been sweeping bitches up like ima broom
Niggas coons, I stay real and I stay true up to the tomb
I'm just genuine, niggas know I always been down
All you bitches square, bitch you know I always been round
Just get over him cause bitch you know I'll always be round
Ion trip bout shit cause karma, bitch, she always come round
10 toes like a pedi
Ion think they ready
He eat me out for breakfast
Then we for lunch we having Freddys
And bitches know I'm hot, just my presence got em sweaty
And yeah I see the vision I keep goin I stay steady
Cause I'm...
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
(Yeah)
Bands in my pocket
Cuz I do not give a fuck
(Aye)
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
How bout you worry bout yo own
Instead of what is in my cup
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
(Yeah)
Bands in my pocket
Cuz I do not give a fuck
(Aye)
Ten toes down
Ten fingers up
How bout you worry bout yo own
Instead of what is in my cup
Writer(s): De'auan Mcclaine
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