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(God I love sample)
going to dance
And
And some fun

I ain't got time for niggas
Better a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin' a seminar
Who the you talkin' to motherfucka?
Boy I ain't got time for bitches
Better throw a at these hoes
Had these hoes in this bitch lookin' for a hose
Who the fuck you to, muthafuckin boy?
Boy I ain't got

Boy, I a Kleenex
How I got this Boy, I can't believe it
I got this car, so I took scenic
Passenger a white boy, look like River
(Happy birthday!)
You bitch ass nigga yep, I'm
The little shots that you threw, they hurt me
I ain't with you bitch ass in the first place

I ain't got for these niggas
Better throw a at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin' like a
Who the you talkin' to motherfucka?
Boy I ain't got time for these
Better throw a at these hoes
Had these hoes in this bitch for a water hose
Who the fuck you to, muthafuckin boy?
Boy I got time

Nat Turner would be so of me
Cause all (motherfuckers!) got they style from me
I bet they all from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, bow to me
But, you a nigga, so you don't know
How shit go with my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my short
'Cause you already how slow my shit grow

(Hey)
tock
Tick
tock
Tick

Been the man with a plan
know the deal
When I set upon it, feel I bet I get a 100
Next line, have em' like woah
I've been kissing white boys 2004
One to See three Ms
Four, five, six ago
Suck selling
Conversations Converse finalized, 'cause Vans fucked up
I'ma read commas, you leave comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you did nada
You important
I'mma keep
All Over Here
out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
And, I handle all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And them golf boys, my muthafuckin' set boy
Hard to swallow like thick soda
Walk wit' it, 'cause my pockets look like thick
Do the Skywalker, riding round'
And the kid sprite, and my tint cola
Getting neck from the like some big shoulders
Til' I bust like that 9 in your holster
Everything I say is hot, I speak toaster
And I orthodox like I eat kosher
Shout out to (shhh) gave a big loafa
Green bread, I be chilling like a clean
that thick odor
Young T
Young fuckers, black boy, oh me
(I got time!)

Better shit
'Cause I'm in my Cons or my Golf shit
Pants got a flood, nigga pipe down
A lil uzi, lil boosie way I wipe
(Boy I got time!)
To be sittin' here now
'Cause niggas every day
And I ain't brown
And i-D ain't wanna give a no pose
So I and did a 12 page spread in Vogue
(Nigga I got time!)

man I'm dat boy
All you lil clones, boy I feel dat boy
You better kill that
around and remap route
When they see that boy with them figures and that gap
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
"Fuck. Hello"