Together They’re Tens lyrics

[Intro]
Yo this ya boy super prod- I mean super rapper, Kanye West
I wanna shout out to all my heavy hitters
Yo G and Hop, what up?

[Verse 1]
Was it 'cause of the Roc why she wanna rock with West?
Or 'cause after The Blueprint, I got lots of checks
She don't play Xbox, but got a box of X
That make her tongue move faster than Das EFX
White Benz, dyke twins
I ain't gon' lie, they only fives, but together they tens
Would I do 'em again? Hmm
It's like old folks p*ssing 'cause it all depends
And it's no coke sniffing, just juice and gin
Grey Goose'll get you loose to hit the n*gga producing
The track that got you moving
I'll never hit a lady but my game might abuse 'em
Buy them boots just to tell 'em that I Jimmy Choos 'em
Then take them back to confuse 'em
See, she don't know if she coming or going
'Cause mami, after I'm c*mming I'm going
Back to the show just fronting and flowing
Jewlery stuntin' and glowin'
It's like something outta nowhere
And I been known to have a ho or two
'Cause my diamonds yellow like a smoker tooth
I tell 'em step into the vocal booth
Roll a joint, smoke a few
After that I'm poking you
After that, it's over boo
Baby, grab your coat and PYOOON!
She said "I love you K", I know you do
If I was you, I'd love me too
Not used to what I got to offer
Please get up off me, baby you can't boss me
I wish I would let her dictate
All she can tell me is how the di*k taste
How she gon' tell K about L.A. when I got 3 hoes that stay in Marina del Rey
Well paid, they don't park they just valet
Waist small like the Motorola cingular cellay
Voice high like Michel'le, I step back like "Hi, you ever ran for Ms. L.A.? 'Cause you holding down the city officially
Next time you f*cking your man, baby just yell K