1 to 10 you may be the best, but i'm an eleven.
Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from
Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right
It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me
And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them
Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven
This girl at seven eleven is fucken cute
That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food
Beggars payin lesbians for eleven severed limbs
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride
It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >