Lyrics Eleven 11 - Dougie F

Yeah
Dougie F
Eleven
Hey!
Eleven, eleven, eleven
Homie i got what you need like seven eleven
My bitches badder than ten, they all on eleven
I've been out past eleven since turning eleven
Make a wish, eleven, eleven

Baby you fucking with me
Girl i've been a man since i turned eleven
Baby you come to the crib just know we gon' fuck if it's after eleven
No we ain't going all night, shawty hole tight, i just need a second
All of my niggas gon' ride the block at the party
You know that we repping
We gon' drink, we gon' high, the crib is all white like we live in heaven
Every night i thank god that i could survive, this shit is a blessing
I came from the mud now i'm up, i gotta go hard, i'm tired of stressing
Questions on questions on questions on questions
I'm tired of all of these questions
Hopped in the car 280 east hitting all the joints, had to bust a move on you
Down to the paper always in the field
Always kept it real, fuck nigga what you doing
Strag on the hunnids, swag on the hunnids, bag full a hunnids
You could get it my nigga
Strag on the hunnids, swag on the hunnids, bag full a hunnids

Eleven, eleven, eleven
Homie i got what you need like seven eleven
My bitches badder than ten, they all on eleven
I've been out past eleven since turning eleven
Make a wish, eleven, eleven

Eleven, eleven, eleven
Homie i got what you need like seven eleven
My bitches badder than ten, they all on eleven
I've been out past eleven since turning eleven
Make a wish, eleven, eleven

Niggas ain't flyer than me, i got on this bait with my flight at eleven
Eleven bitches on the tele, i tell 'em it's all about first impression
Eleven bottles in my section, when i hit the club you know that i'm flexing
Bitch better have my money, you better not be short
You know that i'm checking
Eleven, eleven, eleven, eleven, eleven, eleven, eleven
I gamble my life everyday in the streets
I roll the dice like i'm betting
Casino, no bingo, i'm rolling seven or eleven
I'm dolo like yolo, we can work it out like i'm stretching
And i be fly i'm promo, tight on my wrist like a logo
I went from locou to loco
From the block to the world, we so global
And this ain't a song, it's a joke – o
But you sleeping on me that's a no – no
Wrong move get you jumped like a pogo
Watch me snap on a nigga like a photo