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10 2 10 (rare version) - mike will made-it lyrics

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[chorus]

i woke up working like i’m mexican (i look up)
that mean i work from 10 2 10
then 10 2 10 – then 10 again
nightmares are losing everything, boost my adrenaline

[verse 1]

i got 3 jobs like i’m jamaican, doh
i need 3 wives like i was haitian, doh
i’m gettin’ money like the doctors mane
‘cept – ‘cept i ain’t got no patients, doh

all this bread can’t be too good for my cholesterol (no)
don’t come round talkin’ loudly, f-cking up my repertoire – dog
i can’t lie, bruh lately i’ve been stressing heavily
i’m sippin’, poppin’, smokin’ on whatever takes the pressure off

you b-tch you, ff imperial to my burial
dodging every bullet and venereal
anti-f-ck-boy-material, until i’m dead, i’m living proof
if you focus on what’s in front of you, and not what’s in the peripheral – let’s go!

word? boy i seen drama on drama (boy)
drama on drama, over comma on comma
i’m bringing home dead prez – my house done feel like it’s haunted
i put the city on my back, right along with my garments, went to sleep snoring

[chorus]

i woke up working like i’m mexican
that mean i work from 10 2 10
then 10 2 10 – then 10 again
nightmares are losing everything, boost my adrenaline

[verse 2]

i got 3 jobs like i’m jamaican, doh
i need 3 wives like i was haitian, doh
1 cook, 1 clean, the other pms’ing (oh)
no hable ingles if police have questions – they don’t know what that mean n-gga (n-gga)

they say detroit going through ‘the great depression’ still (uh-huh)
it’s been depressed so long, boy i can’t even tell depression here
my homeboy still gon’ pull up on ’em – rims big as a ferris wheel (swerve)
so many rides up on the curb, my lil’ cuz thought the fair was here

like oh, i’m primo, top spot redeemed ho’ – for who?
my team – and we might take a trip to bermuda, montego, p-ssy and flamingos
got me thinking: f-ck i need to sleep for? haaa?

[closing chorus]

i woke up working like i’m mexican
that mean i work from 10 2 10
then 10 2 10 – then 10 again
nightmares are losing everything, boost my adrenaline

i got 3 jobs like i’m jamaican, doh
i need 3 wives like i was haitian, doh
i’m gettin’ money like the doctors mane
‘cept – ‘cept i ain’t got no patients, doh – mhm

- mike will made it lyrics

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