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Ten Stylesz - No losses Lyrics



Ten Stylesz - No losses Lyrics
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I ain't takin' no losses, pocket rockin' my special air-forcers
Ape shit like Goku, you say you know me, I don't know you
They try to copy all our old moves, I've been peepin' on the tension round too
This is what I call pop music, kel-tech, sing like it's Paula Abdul
R.I.P. to all my bros, these f*ck niggas say you name in vain
Bitch, I'm like your f*ckin' problems, everything was self-made
Motherf*ckers say I changed on them, but some things just gotta change
I ain't even got no deal, nigga, but I don't even wanna deal with ya
This shit so real, nigga
See, see, see, I-I know if looks could kill, nigga
Eatin' on them Happy Meal, nigga, the 40 dip em like a chicken tender
Nigga, this a hot summer, you gon' burn in hell, you won't see the winter
In high school, we was slicin' niggas like a motherf*ckin' little Ceasers
Ooh, let's go, my bitch got the dress on with the dick on her like a Lesbo
10, why your bitch so bougie though
Cause we in Ruth's Chris with the fat steak, talkin' cash, y'all mad late
I want it, cop it, throw that shit in a basket like a nigga on a fast break
Who's these niggas they actin
These niggas hustlin' all backwards
I hustle while walkin' backwards
Delete a nigga like a backspace
Gettin' cash in a fast pace
Yeah, nigga, how that taste
Heard niggas, they was sleepin' on me
F*ck around, have a bad dream
Bad bitch, she's a baddie
From the back, I bash it
I am not small talker
I make big things happen
How I tell niggas apart
Hitna! ay
Get that money, what the f*ck you sayin
At the bar the bitches pay
Money fly, I'm the president
They devil, tens tylesz ronald ragean
I ain't takin' no losses
Pocket rockin' in my special Air Force
Ape shit like Goku
You say you know me, I don't know you
You tryna copy all our old moves
I been feelin' all the tension round two
Now this is what I call pop music
Kel-tech sing like it's Paul Atwood
R.I.P. to all my bros these fuc niggas, sayya name in vain
Bitch, I'm like your f*ckin' problems
Everything was self-made
Motherf*ckers had changed on them
But some things just got changed
I ain't need to got no deal, nigga
But I don't even wanna deal with shit
This shit so real nigga
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I ain't takin' no losses, pocket rockin' my special air-forcers
Ape shit like Goku, you say you know me, I don't know you
They try to copy all our old moves, I've been peepin' on the tension round too
This is what I call pop music, kel-tech, sing like it's Paula Abdul
R.I.P. to all my bros, these f*ck niggas say you name in vain
Bitch, I'm like your f*ckin' problems, everything was self-made
Motherf*ckers say I changed on them, but some things just gotta change
I ain't even got no deal, nigga, but I don't even wanna deal with ya
This shit so real, nigga
See, see, see, I-I know if looks could kill, nigga
Eatin' on them Happy Meal, nigga, the 40 dip em like a chicken tender
Nigga, this a hot summer, you gon' burn in hell, you won't see the winter
In high school, we was slicin' niggas like a motherf*ckin' little Ceasers
Ooh, let's go, my bitch got the dress on with the dick on her like a Lesbo
10, why your bitch so bougie though
Cause we in Ruth's Chris with the fat steak, talkin' cash, y'all mad late
I want it, cop it, throw that shit in a basket like a nigga on a fast break
Who's these niggas they actin
These niggas hustlin' all backwards
I hustle while walkin' backwards
Delete a nigga like a backspace
Gettin' cash in a fast pace
Yeah, nigga, how that taste
Heard niggas, they was sleepin' on me
F*ck around, have a bad dream
Bad bitch, she's a baddie
From the back, I bash it
I am not small talker
I make big things happen
How I tell niggas apart
Hitna! ay
Get that money, what the f*ck you sayin
At the bar the bitches pay
Money fly, I'm the president
They devil, tens tylesz ronald ragean
I ain't takin' no losses
Pocket rockin' in my special Air Force
Ape shit like Goku
You say you know me, I don't know you
You tryna copy all our old moves
I been feelin' all the tension round two
Now this is what I call pop music
Kel-tech sing like it's Paul Atwood
R.I.P. to all my bros these fuc niggas, sayya name in vain
Bitch, I'm like your f*ckin' problems
Everything was self-made
Motherf*ckers had changed on them
But some things just got changed
I ain't need to got no deal, nigga
But I don't even wanna deal with shit
This shit so real nigga
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Writer: Quindell Whetstone
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