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10 pm. (freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: Made Smoove
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Joshua Smith




Made Smoove - 10 pm. (freestyle) Lyrics
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(Oh yeah oh boy this shit bangin')
I'm tryna find me a shorty (Shorty)
The one she let me take her to the crib let me record it
The bedtime I'm enjoying (Ha)
She boosted higher than a pelican she came from New Orleans (New Orleans)
The information important (Important)
I kick her out by the morning (Yeah)
I'm ratatouille with the recipe (The recipe)
I was born with the telepathy (Telepathy)
I think it's time to go to sleep cause I can't let you get the rest of me (The rest of me)
Ain't from the country but I use a comb showing you the best of me
If she ever lose her senses I know she gon' still be feeling me (She gone still be feeling me)
Ay yeah okay I think I was born a sinner but I came out as a winner
Niggas say they at the end but they be thinking like beginners (Ha)
Grab a bitch and I'ma hit her from the back I'm finna bender (Fender bender)
(Woah ha a fender bender?)
She know I'm finna get all in her I like her cause she out the mix so we ain't f*cking with no blender
Ass moving Kylie Jenner she in the kitchen and she looking like a chicken looking tender (Ha)
Turn it up a notch sneaking and geeking I keep believing that they wanna watch (They wanna watch)
The f*ck is the meaning for all the hate cause I receive a lot (Receive a lot)
Your time being wasted your speculation never meant a lot
My name all in they mouth get the f*ck off my
I'm tryna find me a shorty (Shorty)
The one she let me take her to the crib let me record it
The bedtime I'm enjoying
She boosted higher than a pelican she came from New Orleans
The information important (Important)
I kick her out by the morning (Yeah)
I'm ratatouille with the recipe (The recipe)
I was born with the telepathy (Telepathy)
I think it's time to go to sleep cause I can't let you get the rest of me (The rest of me)
Ain't from the country but I use a comb showing you the best of me (Showing you the best)
If she ever lose her senses I know she gon' still be feeling me
I got I got me some paper (I got)
I'm kicking shit I'm kicking flavor so they asking for favors
I stay on point just like a guard but never played for the blazers
So many snakes up in my yard step on they back like a razor
Hide your ho cause I'ma take her it's a banger after banger
I became an entertainer but can't entertain the f*ck shit that's kind of a no brainer
Game changer I been running laps around these niggas they in danger
More people show you love when you a stranger that's a tuh that's a mother that's a motherf*cking fact
Matter of fact I hate it when a nigga try to test your patience just to see how you react
It's to the point if I don't know you I don't really wanna chat
So cut the chat talking chitter
He a pussy he be playing in the litter
I be keeping niggas mad I be keeping bitches bitter
My heart done turned to stone cold made myself a killer
Solid but I'm earning all my strikes like Reggie Miller aye
Reggie Miller
Bow
I just gotta look at these niggas in the face and tell them like I'm that guy pal
Like I'm him nigga
Like what the f*ck I gotta
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English

(Oh yeah oh boy this shit bangin')
I'm tryna find me a shorty (Shorty)
The one she let me take her to the crib let me record it
The bedtime I'm enjoying (Ha)
She boosted higher than a pelican she came from New Orleans (New Orleans)
The information important (Important)
I kick her out by the morning (Yeah)
I'm ratatouille with the recipe (The recipe)
I was born with the telepathy (Telepathy)
I think it's time to go to sleep cause I can't let you get the rest of me (The rest of me)
Ain't from the country but I use a comb showing you the best of me
If she ever lose her senses I know she gon' still be feeling me (She gone still be feeling me)
Ay yeah okay I think I was born a sinner but I came out as a winner
Niggas say they at the end but they be thinking like beginners (Ha)
Grab a bitch and I'ma hit her from the back I'm finna bender (Fender bender)
(Woah ha a fender bender?)
She know I'm finna get all in her I like her cause she out the mix so we ain't f*cking with no blender
Ass moving Kylie Jenner she in the kitchen and she looking like a chicken looking tender (Ha)
Turn it up a notch sneaking and geeking I keep believing that they wanna watch (They wanna watch)
The f*ck is the meaning for all the hate cause I receive a lot (Receive a lot)
Your time being wasted your speculation never meant a lot
My name all in they mouth get the f*ck off my
I'm tryna find me a shorty (Shorty)
The one she let me take her to the crib let me record it
The bedtime I'm enjoying
She boosted higher than a pelican she came from New Orleans
The information important (Important)
I kick her out by the morning (Yeah)
I'm ratatouille with the recipe (The recipe)
I was born with the telepathy (Telepathy)
I think it's time to go to sleep cause I can't let you get the rest of me (The rest of me)
Ain't from the country but I use a comb showing you the best of me (Showing you the best)
If she ever lose her senses I know she gon' still be feeling me
I got I got me some paper (I got)
I'm kicking shit I'm kicking flavor so they asking for favors
I stay on point just like a guard but never played for the blazers
So many snakes up in my yard step on they back like a razor
Hide your ho cause I'ma take her it's a banger after banger
I became an entertainer but can't entertain the f*ck shit that's kind of a no brainer
Game changer I been running laps around these niggas they in danger
More people show you love when you a stranger that's a tuh that's a mother that's a motherf*cking fact
Matter of fact I hate it when a nigga try to test your patience just to see how you react
It's to the point if I don't know you I don't really wanna chat
So cut the chat talking chitter
He a pussy he be playing in the litter
I be keeping niggas mad I be keeping bitches bitter
My heart done turned to stone cold made myself a killer
Solid but I'm earning all my strikes like Reggie Miller aye
Reggie Miller
Bow
I just gotta look at these niggas in the face and tell them like I'm that guy pal
Like I'm him nigga
Like what the f*ck I gotta
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Writer: Joshua Smith
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