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Joyner Lucas – 10 Bands

Joyner Lucas “10 Bands ft and produced by Timbaland. You already know the combination is crazy! Timbaland is a sick producer and Lucas is just crazy wit tha lyrical bars and concepts.

Joyner is from Worcester, Massachusetts. I remember opening up for him once and getting his email to submit beats to. It wasn’t too long after that I heard he signed a major deal.

Joyner Lucas-10 Bands

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10 bands Free download to you streaming device. Joyner Lucas ft. Timbaland titled 10 Bands

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JOYNER LUCAS 10 BANDS LYRICS

Ten bands (uh), twenty bands (what?)
She’ll do anything for a couple grand (uh)
Never had no money but she love to dance (what?)
I give all my money back to Uncle Sam
My ex bitch still want another chance (what?)
Man, I swear I’ll never fall in love again (uh)
I done came up, I’m the fuckin’ man (what?)
Me and Timbaland got other plansYou don’t really know what you up against (yeah)
Boy, you know I always got the upper hand
You ain’t never been through the struggle, man (boop)


Home-made grits in the oven pan (uh)
You don’t want shit, you don’t wanna dance (no)
Two shots, make ’em do the runnin’ man (uh)
And they say, “Love is a drug” (uh-huh)
Man, I swear I’ll never take drugs again
I traded my bike for a hoopty (hoopty)
Traded my hoopty for a Honda (Honda)
Traded my Honda for a Panther (yeah)
I just got a crib in Wakanda (woo)
I never been into the drama (drama)
Never been a fan of designer (uh)
All I really got is one wish (what’s that?)
A one night stand with Madonna (woo)
Think I gotta hit ’em wit’ the head bust (head bust, uh-huh)


This is for ’em days that they made me ride a motherfuckin’ sped bus (ay, uh-huh)
And this is for ’em days that my teachers tol’ me I should go and sell drugs
Niggas went to jail, ain’t nobody put the bail up
Shawty had the money, but she went and got her hair done
Niggas hatin’ on me, but I never really cared much, GoddamnTen bands (yeah), twenty bands (whoa)
She’ll do anything for a couple grand (yeah)
Never had no money but she love to dance (boop)
And I gave all my money back to Uncle Sam (uh)
My ex bitch still want another chance (yeah)

Man, I swear I’ll never fall in love again (what?)
And they say, “Love is a drug” (uh-huh)I done brought the hitters out to play (uh-huh)
I don’t like you, you don’t like me
Fuck it, let’s get it out the way (uh-huh)
What we gon’ do? What it’s gon’ be?
I just got a million out the bank (uh-huh)
Spoil my son, do what I please
Fuck what any nigga gotta say (uh-huh, boop)
Lay in the sun, tickle my feet
I just might pull up in the mink (mink)
Take my enemies out to drink (what?)
Toss my weapons in the lake (yeah)
Count up my blessings, them straight (nah)
I think I might go on a date (date, uh)
Count all my dough in the safe
Roll with the wave, look at my soul in the face
They don’t even know what to say, I just wantTen bands, twenty bands (woo)
She’ll do anything for a couple grand (yeah)


Never had no money but she love to dance (yeah)
And I gave all my money back to Uncle Sam
My ex bitch still want another chance (yeah)
Man, I swear I’ll never fall in love again (uh)
Someone said, “Love is a drug” (uh-huh)Men lie, women lie, niggas lie, yeah
I’ma ride ‘long as I’m alive, whoa (boop, boop)
Homicide, kill ’em like genocide, yeah (brrap, brrap)
Get it on camera, televise, whoa (boop, boop)
ADHD, I identify, uh (brrap, brrap)
Look at my feelings, I’m civilized, yeah
Analyzed, and I might spin a knife with a dyke (brrap, brrap)
Get it right, bitch, if I hit it right, uh
I remember scraping at the quarters (uh-huh, quarters)
Drinkin’ from the sink to get some water (uh-huh, water)
Tryna pay the rent I couldn’t afford it (uh-huh)
Stressin’ made a nigga bipolar (uh-huh, woo!)
Washing machine out of order (uh-huh, order)
Nigga had to hustle on the corner (uh-huh, corner)
Now I’m back, I’m four from the border
Saving up hoes like a hoarderTen bands (woo), twenty bands (what?)
She’ll do anything for a couple grand (yeah)


Never had no money but she love to dance (woo)
And I gave all my money back to Uncle Sam
My ex bitch still want another chance (yeah)
Man, I swear, I’ll never fall in love again (boop)
I done came up, I’m the fuckin’ man (woo)
Me and Timbaland got other plans (woo)
You don’t really know what you up against (boop)
Boy, you know I always had the upper hand
You ain’t never been through the struggle, man (ah)
Home-made grits in the oven pan (boop)
You don’t want shit, you don’t wanna dance (woo)
Two shots, make ’em do the runnin’ man
Someone said, “Love is a drug” (uh-huh)
I don’t wanna ever take drugs again (boop!)

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