[Intro: Short Dawg]
Uh, every day, ten thou', ten thou', ten thou'
Every day, ten thou', ten thou', ten thou'
Every day, ten thou', ten thou'
Every day, ten thou'
[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna get fucked
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk
Ten hoes in the backseat, backseat, backseat
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
90's flow, mid though, catch us crawlin' in that Caddy
There he go, smokin' dope, man, I swear it came from Papi (Hola)
Ab-Soul, so you know, don't be actin' unfamiliar
West Side, Del Amo, I got it tatted on my spirit
Spiritual, ten hoes, hostage in the CTS
Lambo, windows up, that molly might make them undress
Oh, for sure, Soulo hoe, minus E and add the 3
3 eyes to the third, word to the 33
Holy shit, who is this? They call me the God MC
Perform miracles and shit, I turn water into lean
Man, I'm always gettin' shaded 'cause I stay around some tree
Man, I'm always gettin' faded, but no barbershop for me
[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk (Uh)
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna get fucked
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk (Uh-huh)
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna have fun, what?
Don't stop (Can you fit ten hoes in your backseat?)
Made all them bitches lap up, say what? (You made all them women lap up?)
Yup, ten hoes in the backseat and they askin' me for them drugs
I got ten pounds in the trunk, ten pints in my backpack
[Verse 2: Short Dawg]
I made ten racks off 10 to 4s, I spit crack, need 10 a show
Keep bad chicks with their skin exposed, my hoes thicker than winter clothes
Ten deep, so they finna roll, gon' lap up, girl, make some space
Ten pints in my backpack, more seals than a naval base
I stole a 6, I'ma drink an 8, the other deuce, I'm gon' save it (Save it)
I know these rapper dudes hate it when they hear me on their boo's playlist (Sorry)
It's Young Fresh and my dues paid (In full), fresh pair of cool greys (So fresh)
And I keep pounds on me, like I'm in the UK (Chyeah)
I'm on point like Jeremy Lin, and I'm reppin' that H-Town (H-Town)
Soon as all of her girls is in, I made 'em bust it like Greyhound (Greyhound)
That's right, I'm a man-whore, haters cannot stand Short
No matter if it's made by Gucci, Louis V or Jansport, I keep
[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
Ten pints in my backpack (Yeah), ten pounds in the trunk (Ha, uh)
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna get fucked (Fresh)
Ten pints in my backpack (Yeah), ten pounds in the trunk (That's right)
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna have fun, what? (Let's go)
Don't stop (Can you fit ten hoes in your backseat?)
Made all them bitches lap up, what? (You made all them women lap up?)
Yup, ten hoes in the backseat and they askin' me for them drugs (That's right)
Ten pounds in the trunk, ten pints in my backpack
[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
Ten mil' in my back pocket (Woo), twenty thou' on these rap watches (Oh)
Talkin' money, nah, that's obnoxious (Uh-huh), fuck these hoes, pass the chronic
Came through, easily (Yep), Ab-Soul the new Eazy-E (Yep)
Talkin' shit, need to leave him be, I'm chiefin' weed, watchin' DVDs
Eatin' five-star meals in my home (In my home)
My crib look like Johnny Depp's in Blow (Yeah, you know)
Got a cast around my arm, but I'm still smackin' rappers (Smackin' rappers)
You don't fuck with these bars, no, homie, that's disaster (That's disaster)
Sittin' on a couple million (Woo)
Will please someone give Vince a fuckin' Cinnabon? (Ayy, I'm hungry, nigga)
You talkin' shit, but where your facts at? (Facts at)
Bitch, I got ten million in my backpack (Uh-huh)
[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk (Uh)
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna get fucked
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk (Uh-huh)
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryna have fun, what?
Don't stop (Can you fit ten hoes in your backseat?)
Made all them bitches lap up, what? (You made all them women lap up?)
Yup, ten hoes in the backseat and they askin' me for them drugs (That's right)
Ten pounds in the trunk, ten pints in my backpack
[Outro: Mac Miller]
Uh, every day, ten mil' (Woo), ten mil', ten mil'
Every day, ten mil' (Woo), ten mil', ten mil'
Every day (Uh, uh), ten mil', ten mil'
Every day, ten mil'
