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odprophet - ten toes lyrics
[intro: odprophet]
ayy! hah! hahahaha motherf_ckers!
[verse 1: odprophet]
turnt up off ciroc and the molly water (yah!)
b_tch face did a flop and started polliwogging
hear the bass, let it rock, got the glocky on ’em
c_cked just in case he gotta pop got them rockets on ’em
big bag of the green and the blues too
couple beans and some lean and we chew shrooms
hot shot to the veins, enemies in these streets
best believe we hit a fiend with the voodoo (d_mn)
put it in and got it stuck in her mouth (ayy!)
pull it out and then i bust on her couch (ayy!)
real b_tch bust it open for a dirtbag
thirty stick see it pokin’ out her bourke bag
caught him slippin’ with the b_tches ’cause he love hoes
hit him up in broad day, i don’t give a f_ck though (f_ck!)
it’s the big bad wolf with the snub nose, with the plugged nose in the no drug zone
[pre_chorus: odprophet]
now they got me in the mud with the tadpoles
hear ’em thumpin’ like a judge with the gavel
little b_tches got no love for the sad songs
she just ran out to the plug for the bad dope (ayy!)
[chorus: odprophet]
ten poles in the whip, ten toes off the rip
ten hoes on the strip, ten folds for the hit
ten rolls of the git, ten o’s and a spliff
done told you this chick put throat on my d_ck
[verse 2: kid o.d.]
see me hit the p_wn shop with a gold tooth
off a blotter, i ain’t worried, i’m on gold dude
i’m just tryna get some paper folded for the .40, homie
tryna throw the bally, i just got my thumb bruised
but i swung back, f_ck, everybody talk to me nice
i’m the type of motherf_cker that’ll take a sh_t on the phone with you
gonna bring your bro with you, i’ma show up to the date, promise i’m a whole issue
in the paper getting published (published), for my cousin’s repercussions it ain’t on discussion
we been creepin’ through the brushes and forever busting
put the yoppa on his feet and make him do the douglas (ayy)
tappin’ someone ass, sh_t is so ill_strious
ten clips, let it rip and it’s so disgusting
it’s the way we tote guns, big sticks, so industrious
finna make a train track in my armpit
[pre_chorus: odprophet]
now they got me in the mud with the tadpoles
hear ’em thumpin’ like a judge with the gavel
little b_tches got no love for the sad songs
she just ran out to the plug for the bad dope (ayy!)
[chorus: odprophet]
ten poles in the whip, ten toes off the rip
ten hoes on the strip, ten folds for the hit
ten rolls of the git, ten o’s and a spliff
done told you this chick put throat on my d_ck
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