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10 - drakeo the ruler lyrics

[intro]
mud spillin’ in the dawn
this a chop, this a stick, bro, which one you want?
finna do a n*gga sleazy, we tore down neimans (ron*ron load it up, ron*ron load it up)
n*ggas wanna be me, all these b*tches meat*eaters
hit her with the meat cleaver, this a streetsweeper
somebody needs to call the airbnb people
i hit her with the meat cleaver, this a streetsweeper
somebody needs to call the airbnb people (ron*ron do that sh*t)

[chorus]
ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
ten sticks in the car, ten whips in thе yard
ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scarеd of jail
i just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
i just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?

[verse 1]
on the dance floor, you know i got strong moves
ain’t finna go back and forth with these old n*ggas
if it don’t fit a drum, i cannot use it
don’t give a f*ck about parole, i am not stupid
spin a block, finna give a n*gga rock music
what’s the hate for? n*ggas wearin’ fake clothes
roll bounce, make it glitter, make it rainbow
this a case closed, n*ggas better not say nothin’
[chorus]
ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
i just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
i just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?

[verse 2]
back up on my old sh*t, mr. mosely
pourin’ eights of codeine, n*ggas better know this
i grab genie from the block, we finna slow dance
this nina kiss a n*gga when it’s time to romance
bet a million n*ggas gon’ repeat this song after
shots fired, n*gga couldn’t find his phone after
i don’t own my masters, don’t be target practice
i bought f&ns for everybody, all the rappers

[chorus]
ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
i just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
i just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?
[outro]
they know what the truth is, n*ggas know what’s goin’ on, n*gga
ten bricks in the car, ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
n*ggas know what the truth is
i just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?
stop playin’ with me
ten whips in the yard
ten sticks in the car

- drakeo the ruler lyrics

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