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lirik lagu 10 cellphones – bigbruthachubba

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[intro]
that sh-t is so deep yo
that sh-t got my mind thinkin about a whole new other format, man
know what i’m sayin?
all new sh-t homie

come on with the bullsh-t, man
you think another motherf-cka know what you need to do?
ain’t no purpose dog
it’s money we born to f-ckin’ die man
in the meantime, get money
f-ck a book man

[hook: bigbruthachubba]
ten cellphones bouncin back to back
gotta get my momma out the f-ckin’ trap
ten cellphones bouncin back to back
whippin up that chicken had a heart attack
ten cellphones bouncin back to back
lost ten packs gotta get ’em back
ten cellphones bouncin’ back to back
finessin out the trap, finessin out the trap

[verse 1: bigbruthachubba]
ten cellphones bouncin back to back
i get it out the trap i get it out the trap
first time havin’ since i used saran wrap
just a young n-gg- that didn’t give a cr-p
and if i see her i- i promise i’m gon’ tap
put em on the map i put em on the map
i smoke a mid blunt and then i take a nap
forty rounds on (?)
tap, tap, tap

[hook]

[verse 2: k$upreme]
ten cellphones and they all jumpin
talk crazy, big homies they gon’ get you b-mpin
man these b-tches, yeah i swear, i can’t never trust ’em
it’s a dirty world so finesse in this life
pray on the days on my gang they gon get (?)
young, young n-gg- and i used the push to pack
had to level up
had to get my juggs
had to take a cap
ay, b-tch hoes finessin packs (i was)
ten cellphones and they all jumpin
trap line doin’ f-ckin’ numbers
and sh-t shootin up like steph curry
i finessed the b-tch yeah i had to play her dirty