Ten

Ooh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Back on a track
Ten fingers on the racks
Ten fingers on the ass
Ten toes on the mat
Ooh...
2 palms on the top
Too low, bring it up
Too much, gotta drop
Too high, on the pot
Big size, for the drink
Big thighs, for the king
Just met, got a ting
We fucked in the whip
Drop racks in the front
Leave the phones in the back
Now she kiss on my tats
Back on a track
Ten fingers on the racks
Ten fingers on the ass
Ten toes on the mat
Ooh...
2 palms on the top
Too low, bring it up
Too much, gotta drop
Too high, on the pot
Big size, for the drink
Big thighs, for the king
Just met, got a ting
We fucked in the whip
Drop racks in the front
Leave the phones in the back
Now she kiss on my tats

Bad bitch on my face
Mofucker dun tell me the wait
Mofuckin' "man stop, that's a waste"
Mofuckin' bars drop on the bass
Bitch bouta get lit on the cake, oh shit
But her mouth get ready for the taste
Blonde bitch Imma call her Gwen Stacy
Can't handle my heat, she replaced me
New sandals on feet, white suit man
And we meet at the beach, that's a movement
And she playin' my shit, that's a new fan
So Fly on the shirt, that's a new brand
No lie but the KIRK, that's my new jam
No cap from my mouth, like I'm Pacman
No rats my house, no snitchin'
Dun sit on my couch, dun say shit

To the back, to the front (yeah)
To the back door (door)
Dun stop, get some more (more)
Tell em "what for?" (ooh)
To the back, to the front (yeah)
To the back door (door)
Dun stop, get some more (more)
Tell em "what for?" (ooh)

Back on a track
Ten fingers on the racks
Ten fingers on the ass
Ten toes on the mat
Ooh...
2 palms on the top
Too low, bring it up
Too much, gotta drop
Too high, on the pot
Big size, for the drink
Big thighs, for the king
Just met, got a ting
We fucked in the whip
Drop racks in the front
Leave the phones in the back
Now she kiss on my tats
Back on a track
Ten fingers on the racks
Ten fingers on the ass
Ten toes on the mat
Ooh...
2 palms on the top
Too low, bring it up
Too much, gotta drop
Too high, on the pot
Big size, for the drink
Big thighs, for the king
Just met, got a ting
We fucked in the whip
Drop racks in the front
Leave the phones in the back
Now she kiss on my tats

Shit's good, now I'm gone, and I'm back, where I was, viggaz see, who I am
Go back, to your mom, now your dad, tell you to, bitch slap, on my face
Shit's sad, I ain't wrong, but you're bad, but you won't, admit it anyways
Them tats, they ain't shown, cuz I'm seein' yo face, gotta see it every day
Shit's good, now I'm gone, and I'm back, where I was, viggaz see, who I am (who I am)
Go back, to your mom, now your dad, tell you to, bitch slap, on my face (on my face)
Shit's sad, I ain't wrong, but you're bad, but you won't, admit it anyways (anyway)
Them tats, they ain't shown, cuz I'm seein' yo face, gotta see it everyday (ay ay)
Now I snap back, in your place
Now I snap "crack", in your bone
Now it pop pop, now it's over
Arms up guard like a boxer
Take that shit back and I run it
You talkin' shit but you ruined it
Tell ya some man, I dun lie
Viggaz around me know why

To the back, to the front (yeah)
To the back door (door)
Dun stop, get some more (more)
Tell em "what for?" (ooh)
To the back, to the front (yeah)
To the back door (door)
Dun stop, get some more (more)
Tell em "what for?" (ooh)