10 On 11-Steven Malcolm

MIDWEST I’m who God made me to be I put 10 on pump 11 'Bout to skirt where they gon' be Pull up Left foot Right foot Crank up energy I put 10 on pump 11 'Bout to meet my enemies Hate the fact they can’t compete We unleaded, pay the fee I put 10 on pump 11 Bout to make ’em feel a g Go I been winnin' I’m feel like I’m Charlie Sheen Boy I been about business Suit 'n tie like pardon me We the type to take it all No reason for bargaining Like MJ in '87 this another part of me Ain’t no arguing Talking we gon' pull up 20 deep pop trunk Keep big arsenal 6 6 wit kick kick Make mans do a couple cartwheels Pen game like a hit stick Don’t talk much but the art will I’m Cujo Y’all Garfield I’m a landmine If y’all war field Imma sure ting Put it in God Cuz His son real Don’t believe me How it working out How yo core feel No faith What a ordeal Stay fresh new car smell Bring big weight without a bar bell There’s a reason that I’m hard to kill MIDWEST I’m who God made me to be I put 10 on pump 11 'Bout to skirt where they gon' be Pull up Left foot Right foot Crank up energy I put 10 on pump 11 'Bout to meet my enemies Hate the fact they can’t compete We unleaded, pay the fee I put 10 on pump 11 Bout to make ’em feel a g Go Aye Woah woah woah woah woah Aye Woah woah woah woah woah Yeah Lambo with no roof yellow, Kill Bill I am not the type to be a stand still Elevate the work check the man's skills Ain't a tune that Dayme cook up that I can't kill Aye How many times I gotta prove real talk think I'm underrated Whole plate full, big bulldog wit a reservation I hate waiting Mouth running like Forrest funny we ain't ever hear the conversation How that boy done turned worship to an occupation? It took patients Big whoa whoa whoa check the score Pick it up Bring it back to the floor Red light Green light Let's go I got 10 on 11 Let's go Let's go MIDWEST I’m who God made me to be I put 10 on pump 11 'Bout to skirt where they gon' be Pull up Left foot Right foot Crank up energy I put 10 on pump 11 'Bout to meet my enemies Hate the fact they can’t compete We unleaded, pay the fee I put 10 on pump 11 Bout to make ’em feel a g