Kembe X - 10 Feet Tall lyrics
[Kembe X - 10 Feet Tall lyrics]
Ten feet tall, no lie
Brand new can of whoop-ass on me
Bitch you know I had the gas on me
Bitch you know I got the gas on me
Boy, fuck you doing? Pacin' this shit
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
What you waitin’ on to smash homie?
Put your weight up on the gas homie
Penny pinching, pussy popping
Clocking double shifts for all them
Years to get that mini-pension
Paid tuition, loans, exchanging gifts
This new group tender
Been on Tinder sexting niggas
All in debt and I am
Not impressed with niggas
Don’t think that I forgot
Gucci, Louis, Prada, out of pocket
Feel depressed with problem niggas
It’s a piece of me in all them
Feeling nauseous finally speak to doctor
Called it awesome signals
Keep it funky, consequences ostracism
Lots of wisdom, pardon mama’s pot to piss in
Haters wish for more but I went out to get it
I been living on the edge homie
Months since I done seen a bed homie
Little voices saying this is poyfect
Telling them niggas get up off they ass homie
Ten feet tall, no lie
Brand new can of whoop-ass on me
Bitch you know I had the gas on me
Bitch you know I got the gas on me
Boy, fuck you doing? Pacin' this shit
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
What you waitin’ on to smash homie?
Put your weight up on the gas homie
Shined before I learned to crawl, Paul Wall
Answered ‘fore I learned to call
No prophylactic contraceptive
Bitch I’m raw dog
Niggas say you got to pick a lane
And I’m the nigga came to piss ‘em all off
Ride around and bump my favorite hit's
That range from Robert Kelly up to Sosa
Down to Wiley, Monster Mike, and other folks
I’m in this crazy world
Finessing close calls keep it even-keeled
But on they odds with the idea
Of ever being wrote off
Twist another one to demo on
Most of y’all just in it for the power
I’m in Babylon and I’m convinced, uh, yeah
Sleeping mass, but I’ma wake ya
I’m just different
Virgo in me, tryna fix it I’ve been feeling
Ten feet tall, no lie
Brand new can of whoop-ass on me
Bitch you know I had the gas on me
Bitch you know I got the gas on me
Boy, fuck you doing? Pacin' this shit
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
What you waitin’ on to smash homie?
Put your weight up on the gas homie
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
Brand new can of whoop-ass on me
Bitch you know I had the gas on me
Bitch you know I got the gas on me
Boy, fuck you doing? Pacin' this shit
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
What you waitin’ on to smash homie?
Put your weight up on the gas homie
Penny pinching, pussy popping
Clocking double shifts for all them
Years to get that mini-pension
Paid tuition, loans, exchanging gifts
This new group tender
Been on Tinder sexting niggas
All in debt and I am
Not impressed with niggas
Don’t think that I forgot
Gucci, Louis, Prada, out of pocket
Feel depressed with problem niggas
It’s a piece of me in all them
Feeling nauseous finally speak to doctor
Called it awesome signals
Keep it funky, consequences ostracism
Lots of wisdom, pardon mama’s pot to piss in
Haters wish for more but I went out to get it
I been living on the edge homie
Months since I done seen a bed homie
Little voices saying this is poyfect
Telling them niggas get up off they ass homie
Ten feet tall, no lie
Brand new can of whoop-ass on me
Bitch you know I had the gas on me
Bitch you know I got the gas on me
Boy, fuck you doing? Pacin' this shit
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
What you waitin’ on to smash homie?
Put your weight up on the gas homie
Shined before I learned to crawl, Paul Wall
Answered ‘fore I learned to call
No prophylactic contraceptive
Bitch I’m raw dog
Niggas say you got to pick a lane
And I’m the nigga came to piss ‘em all off
Ride around and bump my favorite hit's
That range from Robert Kelly up to Sosa
Down to Wiley, Monster Mike, and other folks
I’m in this crazy world
Finessing close calls keep it even-keeled
But on they odds with the idea
Of ever being wrote off
Twist another one to demo on
Most of y’all just in it for the power
I’m in Babylon and I’m convinced, uh, yeah
Sleeping mass, but I’ma wake ya
I’m just different
Virgo in me, tryna fix it I’ve been feeling
Ten feet tall, no lie
Brand new can of whoop-ass on me
Bitch you know I had the gas on me
Bitch you know I got the gas on me
Boy, fuck you doing? Pacin' this shit
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
What you waitin’ on to smash homie?
Put your weight up on the gas homie
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
Ain't nobody finna pass on me
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