11:59 lyrics
by MIKE DEAN
[Intro]
Your love is what I'm waiting for (Your love, your love, your love, your love)
Your love is what I'm waiting for (Your love, your love)
[Chorus]
I can rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (Dimes)
Seen n*ggas turn 12 like 11:59 (59)
I can rap about licks, bricks, weed slangin' iron (Iron)
Country ass n*gga, country like LeAnn Rimes
[Post-Chorus]
We could talk about some hoes but don't ask me 'bout my b*tch
I'll buy my girl an ass if I really want her thick
We can't talk about no Crippin 'less you talkin' politics
When it come to gangbangin', I'm a f*ckin' congressman (f*ckin' congressman)
[Verse 1]
See, I can talk about a stick and I can talk about a Glock (Glock, Glock, Glock)
I can talk 'bout Bissonet, Spice Lane, this and that (That, that, that)
When it's plex, I'm at your neck, ain't no need to talk it out (Out, out, out)
n*gga, I'm a big stepper, walk you down and walk you out
Box it out or pop the Glock, I was always head first
Never ran from a n*gga, don't ask if my legs work
Put in so much leg work that my f*ckin' lеgs hurt
Before I f*ck, need head first, lеt me see your neck work
She ask me what's my net worth
VV, diamond shinin', b*tch, you see my neck worth
Bust down Cuban link, she wanna link and network
Before we sex, need head first, show me how that neck work
[Chorus]
I can rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (Dimes)
Seen n*ggas turn 12 like 11:59 (11:59, 9, 9, 9)
I can rap about licks, bricks, weed, slangin' iron (Iron)
Country ass n*gga, country like LeAnn Rimes
[Verse 2]
What you know about Molly? I can show you 'bout Keisha
Do a homi', pay for bodies, but I never paid for features
Not a pastor or a reverend, I could preach about steppin'
In the streets I got credits, swipe your body with a Visa
Shootin' pistols like a pencil, had to put in lead work
Off the porch, head first, I had to bump my head first
I never ran from a n*gga, don't ask if my legs work (Work, work, work)
Put in so much leg work, that my f*ckin' legs hurt
[Chorus]
I can rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (Dimes)
Seen n*ggas turn 12 like 11:59 (11:59, 9, 9, 9)
I can rap about licks, bricks, weed, slangin' iron (Iron)
Country ass n*gga, country like LeAnn Rimes
[Post-Chorus]
We could talk about some hoes but don't ask me 'bout my b*tch
I'll buy my girl an ass if I really want her thick
We can't talk about no Crippin 'less you talkin' politics
When it come to gangbangin', I'm a f*ckin' congressman (f*ckin' congressman)
[Outro]
Yeah, no, I ain't trippin' off no booty or no coochie, that sh*t don't move me, you know what I'm sayin'?
I need a motherf*ckin' bag, you know what I'm sayin'?
Purse first, ass last, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, put in so much leg work, that my f*ckin' legs hurt
Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, Maxo