Stro Elliot - Track 10 lyrics

Track 10 [Verse 1] Mr. J. Medeiros Track 10 got your mind like bang Talking bout a 10 not a 9 like bang Your back wanna boom like the boom wanna a rang Till you hear it back like a boom a rang Talking boutta bang but you know you gotta pop Cus if it don't bang it ain't ever gone pop You see I gotta grand so they call me grandpops You ain't gotta grand so they call you grandnot I go hard like things that go hard Think of things that go hard I go hard like that Track 10 posted up on your blog like that You see that post up see that yall like that I'ma drive in my car like vroom See me driving by in my car like vroom People wanna ride but I ain't got room They see me in my ride cus I play that boom Now blame that vroom when I vroom right pa**ed them But I got one two many vrooms if you ask them But I got 122 on the dash and I'm gonna run these 22's right pa**ed them I get cash like people who get cash See people who get cash I get cash like that Track 10 You know I gotta stash like that You can't even grow a mustache like that [Verse 2 Stro Elliot] Cheddar cheese on my linguini Pigs in a blanket with them little weenies My watch cold, ice creamy Coco pop like shimmy shimmy Bird chest I don't need a shirt White cap white pants like a swag Smurf Bleep Bleep nanoo nanoo in my UFO Yup, but I'm still getting paper though Yum, I got a Cup o' Noodles Call me the dog catcher cause I'm cleaning up your doo doo Bulldogs dumping on them all white poodles Turn a Lady Ga Ga to a Ga Ga Goo Goo Tricks like parlor, prick like barb wire Binks binks Jar Jar, space like Star Wars You want to hang like this Have you ever played a grown man's game like this? II goes......