Uhh, it's the ten trick commandments
What, uhh, uhh
Nigga can't tell me nothin bout this rent, uh-huh
Can't tell me nothin bout this phone bill, this tuition
To my hustlin niggasNiggas in nordstrom I ain't forget you niggasMy bill payin niggas, word up "One two three four five six seven eight nine"
"TEN" I been broke for years, it made me a animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
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your young girl caught up, not your credit score pushed back
Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
how much, dough you hold, cause you know
The cheddar brings mad thirsties 'specially
if that man fine as fuck, get your benz scratched up
Number two: never let em know your next move
Don't you know mad girls move in silence or violence
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
sittin at your table drinkin mad cups server gets no tips
Number three: never trust no-bo-dy
Your wife'll set that ass up, properly gassed up
who you buyin bags for, kids need new toy trucks
she be layin in the bushes to light that ass up
Number four: know you heard this before
Never go out with your jump in daylight
Number five: never pull a girl from by where you rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell em bounce
Number six: that god damn credit, dead it
You think equifax care about that bitch, shit forget it
Seven: this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and hoescompletely seperated
side chicks and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch
Find yourself in serious shit
Number eight: always keep cash on you
your wife'll find that paper trail and leave you
Number nine shoulda been number one to me
If you ain't gettin dough stay the fuck from howard homecoming
If girls think you broke they ain't tryin listen
They be sittin in your honda, waitin to start hittin
Number ten: a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live men, not for freshmen
If you ain't got the income say hell no
Cause sugar babies gon want they money rain sleet hail snow
Follow these rules you'll have mad hoes to cake up
If shes not, twenty-one years, pass that pussy up
underage will have chris hansen at your table, watch your bank account get drained up
booty warrior did your makeup, when you in lockup
Your girl fucked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks
she spent 6 paychecks up
Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up
Gotta go gotta go, more pasta bake up, word up, uhh
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