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Drakeo the Ruler
Drakeo the Ruler
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Darrell Caldwell
Darrell Caldwell
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Man y'all niggas out here 10 chains on, bitch, my neck hurt Yeah, just know the Stinc Team ain't own nothin' under 21K, yeah Sheesh, I guess that's me huh, ugh Shit, I'd hate me too Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me 'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt Bitch, my neck hurt, but that was on another song Bitch, the battle the Grammys like can we all get along Reach for these Grammys right here then your family be mourning Feelin' down so I guess I'll get some top in the morning Hit his bitch with 10 chains, I'm feelin' important Pourin' fives to the face, I feel the pop in my organs Mister Important, rob me, these niggas snoring Ben Cannon drum line and them hostages Norbit, okay Pops on my knots, damn, holes in my socks, damn Pussy nigga rob who? Mayday, yeah, man down Pops on my knots, damn, holes in my socks, damn Pussy nigga rob who? Mayday, yeah, man down Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me 'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt Ugh, shit, I guess that's me, huh I been getting money with a safe since knee high Hittin' gates in Margielas, can keep the Reeboks Rob who? I'll have niggas doin' the beatbox I'm a heathen, you broke then I don't need you I'm cold, I got a fever, was told I need Jesus Told that I'm a genius, you stoned touchin' my pictures Too poured, Evel Knievel, just passed another demon Talkin' 'bout that's his girl but she swallowin' semen See you creepin', I don't think you wanna three This F&N break through cars and people This 10 chains done turned me into a demon Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me 'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Writer(s): Charles E Washington, Darrell Wayne Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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