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(God I love sample)
We're going to
And
And have fun

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

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

I ain't got for these niggas
Better a watch 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 a clock 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 these (motherfuckers!) got they from me
I bet they all looking the crowd at me
And if I ask them, bow to me
But, you a house nigga, so you don't
How that go with my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my hair
'Cause you already know how my shit grow

(Hey)
tock
Tick
tock
Tick

the man with a bigger plan
Niggas know the
When I set upon it, I bet I get a 100 mil'
Next line, I'll have em' like
I've been kissing white boys since
One need to See Ms
Four, five, six ago
selling figure
Conversations with finalized, 'cause Vans fucked up
read commas, you gon' leave comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you did nada
You ain't
I'mma keep
All Smiles Over
Shout out to The
(Tick tock)
And, I just handle all my like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And them golf boys, that's my set boy
to swallow like some thick soda
Walk it, 'cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
Do the Skywalker, round' sola
And the kid skin sprite, and my cola
Getting neck the ball like some big shoulders
Til' I bust like 9 in your heat holster
I say is hot, bitch I speak toaster
And I bred orthodox like I eat
Shout out to (shhh) gave a big loafa
Green bread, I be chilling like a sofa
that thick odor
Young T
Young fuckers, black boy, oh me
(I got time!)

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

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