Texty:
Ten Hands Say The Word

his friends I don't say hi, I say keys to the Benz Keys to the Benz, keys to the Benz Motherfuckin' right, yeah, B to the ten If a bitch try to get

Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy- He didn't waste time to ask Word Continued

dance floor Here it comes, another year Come on everyone, new millennium Here it comes, another year Everyone, new millennium Say yeah, yeah, say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah, say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah, say

can do it Oh no, I've said too much I haven't said enough [Unbelievable/EMF] The things you say Your purple prose just gives you away The things you say

his friends I don't say hi, I say keys to the Benz Keys to the Benz, keys to the Benz Motherfuckin' right, yeah, B to the ten If a bitch try to get

tune, Lil' Tune My stomach hurtin' My shit is dropping real soon Kill whom and whoever for whatever That barrel longer than a word with ten letters Now you spell it I say

so fresh, you'll never be bored Next is jon, whose word is true But the party people know him as the runner gq I'm dexter p. the wizard of word I'm

doing it for ten You might say it's simple, but I'm making my ends See I don't trip on a punk cause I jack him Too $hort plus the cuss words equals platinum

vine In other words this is rose You see what I mean? Or see what Grandpa Bam saw The funk we transmit is unstable One condition if I am able to say