Ten Toes
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Yeah my niggas was juggin', finessin'
3.5 up in my wood when I'm stressin'
Jackin' the static, we slide with the Wesson
Come around here, better watch how you steppin'
But lil' shawty wan' kick it like Tekken
Know she wan' come to the crib, throw the neck in
Want me beat it up and kill it, no weapon
Know she love it when I'm coming through reckin'
I stay humble, do me, and just lay back
Skirt off, I'll turn the block to a race track
Know you don't fuck with me, you could just say that
Ever do me wrong, know I'm gettin' payback
Yeah, we smokin' big gas, big O's in the whip
Plug ain't chargin' no tax, for the low get a zip
If a nigga talk down then we loading the clip
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Yeah my niggas was juggin', finessin'
3.5 up in my wood when I'm stressin'
Jackin' the static, we slide with the Wesson
Come around here, better watch how you steppin'
But lil' shawty wan' kick it like Tekken
Know she wan' come to the crib, throw the neck in
Want me beat it up and kill it, no weapon
Know she love it when I'm coming through reckin'
I stay humble, do me, and just lay back
Skirt off, I'll turn the block to a race track
Know you don't fuck with me, you could just say that
Ever do me wrong, know I'm gettin' payback
Yeah, we smokin' big gas, big O's in the whip
Plug ain't chargin' no tax, for the low get a zip
If a nigga talk down then we loading the clip
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
Gotta stay ten toes, never fold, never switch
Never lack, semi-automatic pole on my hip
Wockhardt for the drank, pour a four in this bitch
Yeah the nigga talk down, but his hoe imma hit
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Writer(s): Gene Clemetson
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