10kDunkin, Reddo - Old Guys lyrics
[10kDunkin, Reddo - Old Guys lyrics]
Pockets they filled with them old guys
(dead prez)
These niggas stale like some cold fries
(damn) DJ PHAT try to hit you from the
Right you was left eye
Run to the money bitch I won't get left out
Way too slime, bitch I can't get X'd out
(slime)
F&N Five-seven, blow a nigga chest out
If she say she want a perc say
She had to put the X down hands up ni-
You're rocking with your
Girlfriend favorite DJ, dJ PHAT lil' bitch
(ooo, 10k) jBANDS
Fuck nigga thought it was sweet
Now I'm riding down the street
My brother totin' on the heat
10k keep a nine (a nine)
Yeah, I'm riding with that fire
Ask around I ain't lyin'
Pulled that ho, I ain't tryin'
How I'm flexing but I'm
Hella bands, I got plenty (plenty)
And I keep a shooter with me
And he totin' on the semi (he totin')
This clip long like a semi (truck)
My ho look like she from Dubai (she do)
Big body Benz, that bitch too wide
This Glock can get hot just like stir fry
(it's hot)
These niggas they hate, I don't know why
(I don't know)
They ho see my chain she like "oh my"
I got them bands like an old guy
Pockets they filled with them old guys
Pockets they filled with them old guys
(dead prez)
These niggas stale like some cold fries
(damn, DJ PHAT) try to hit you from the
Right you was left eye
Run to the money bitch I won't get left out
Way too slime, bitch I can't get X'd out
(slime)
F&N Five-seven, blow a nigga chest out
If she say she want a perc say
She had to put the X down
Hands up nigga don't stand down
Young nigga stand out (grind)
Fuck nigga get your head chopped off
With your hand out (ha, chop)
Servin' two bih, had to minimize
Too many PT, we got plenty lines
You don't get no PT, you gon' ride upon
Oh, you keep you a stick
Boy you probably lyin' (dummy)
(slime) dJ PHAT
Fuck nigga thought it was sweet
Now I'm riding down the street
My brother totin' on the heat
10k keep a nine (a nine)
Yeah, I'm riding with that fire (the fire)
Ask around I ain't lyin'
Pulled that ho, I ain't tryin'
(I ain't tryin') how I'm flexing but I'm
Hella bands, I got plenty (plenty)
And I keep a shooter with me
And he totin' on the semi (he totin')
This clip long like a semi (truck)
My ho look like she from Dubai (she do)
Big body Benz, that bitch too wide (big)
This Glock can get hot just like stir fry
(it's hot)
These niggas they hate, I don't know why
(I don't know)
They ho see my chain she like "oh my" (damn)
I got them bands like an old guy (I do)
Pockets they filled with them old guys
DJ PHAT, the waviest DJ on the east coast
(dead prez)
These niggas stale like some cold fries
(damn) DJ PHAT try to hit you from the
Right you was left eye
Run to the money bitch I won't get left out
Way too slime, bitch I can't get X'd out
(slime)
F&N Five-seven, blow a nigga chest out
If she say she want a perc say
She had to put the X down hands up ni-
You're rocking with your
Girlfriend favorite DJ, dJ PHAT lil' bitch
(ooo, 10k) jBANDS
Fuck nigga thought it was sweet
Now I'm riding down the street
My brother totin' on the heat
10k keep a nine (a nine)
Yeah, I'm riding with that fire
Ask around I ain't lyin'
Pulled that ho, I ain't tryin'
How I'm flexing but I'm
Hella bands, I got plenty (plenty)
And I keep a shooter with me
And he totin' on the semi (he totin')
This clip long like a semi (truck)
My ho look like she from Dubai (she do)
Big body Benz, that bitch too wide
This Glock can get hot just like stir fry
(it's hot)
These niggas they hate, I don't know why
(I don't know)
They ho see my chain she like "oh my"
I got them bands like an old guy
Pockets they filled with them old guys
Pockets they filled with them old guys
(dead prez)
These niggas stale like some cold fries
(damn, DJ PHAT) try to hit you from the
Right you was left eye
Run to the money bitch I won't get left out
Way too slime, bitch I can't get X'd out
(slime)
F&N Five-seven, blow a nigga chest out
If she say she want a perc say
She had to put the X down
Hands up nigga don't stand down
Young nigga stand out (grind)
Fuck nigga get your head chopped off
With your hand out (ha, chop)
Servin' two bih, had to minimize
Too many PT, we got plenty lines
You don't get no PT, you gon' ride upon
Oh, you keep you a stick
Boy you probably lyin' (dummy)
(slime) dJ PHAT
Fuck nigga thought it was sweet
Now I'm riding down the street
My brother totin' on the heat
10k keep a nine (a nine)
Yeah, I'm riding with that fire (the fire)
Ask around I ain't lyin'
Pulled that ho, I ain't tryin'
(I ain't tryin') how I'm flexing but I'm
Hella bands, I got plenty (plenty)
And I keep a shooter with me
And he totin' on the semi (he totin')
This clip long like a semi (truck)
My ho look like she from Dubai (she do)
Big body Benz, that bitch too wide (big)
This Glock can get hot just like stir fry
(it's hot)
These niggas they hate, I don't know why
(I don't know)
They ho see my chain she like "oh my" (damn)
I got them bands like an old guy (I do)
Pockets they filled with them old guys
DJ PHAT, the waviest DJ on the east coast