Lyrics:
I’ve got all the time in the world, baby
Ain’t no rush
I’ll put everything on hold, baby
Just to hold on to you a little longer
Just to look into
Look
While I'm on this west side highway I sit
Key swing by the knees
Fistful full of my dreams
Pistol by the seat
Pissed but what it seems
I fish
on this corner like I'm pitchin' right up by the store
Nigga ain't no bitch up in this pimp but I done cried before
I can't trust no nigga who ain't never
a hard life sometimes it'll drive a man crazy
And there ain't no pleasure in this life for me but
the nighttime and my baby
Well I'd love to ride all
life
Sometimes it'll drive a man crazy
And there ain't no pleasure in this life for
Me but the nighttime and my baby
Well I'd love to ride all over
Town
the road get blurry nah nah
I gotta stay patient never in a hurry nah nah
I be by my doley do not disturb me nah nah
Nah nah
Ain’t with the ra-ra
I came too
Griffin and I can make you laugh like Desi
Pussy so wet, baby girl she need a levy
I don't care 'bout people, ain't no reason to be petty
Me and Yummy
of these rappers weren't trappin' when I was choppin' the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma "won't you
Boys on the block told boys on the spot
You gotta a shot youngin', you ain't gotta get shot
Dangerous to measure a man by the size of his cock
But some say a man ain't happy unless a man truly dies
Oh why?
Time
Time
Baby make a speech, Star Wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on
But if
But some say a man ain't happy unless a man truly dies
Oh why?
Time
Time
Baby make a speech, Star Wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on
But if
But some say a man ain't happy unless a man truly dies
Oh why?
Time
Time
Baby make a speech, Star Wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on
But if
hardcore hustling
I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My ears is picky, seeking what will transmit
The scribes can apply to transcript, yo
This ain't no
really fucking with me
Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Angel baby
Man this party is fucking lit!
Man it's so many bitches out here!
Are these
school boy love
You know I ain't lookin' for an overnight fling
One of those hurry up baby
Let's see what you got things
I tried it was fun for a while
no game,
I ain't no Atari
Baby, she ride on my dick like a Harley
She gon' Bob on my dick like I'm Marley
I been running from my problems, I been
But I'm out with a bitch
Mastro Ocean Club, wagyu with the center pink
I'm tryna get loaded, baby
Tell me what you drink
Ain't no other nigga with
or you waitin'
(I ain't got no money- Rabbit, I ain't got no money)
(Well, I know you ain't lyin')
(With the money the bears took, we gon' go buy our
There was no time to eat, she said to me
Boy hurry to Sunday school (you gave me unconditional love)
I remember when you told me certain friends
by the way the girls act across the street
Hit the horn, but no stallin', keep ballin'
4 o'clock Sunday, I gotta hit the mall and
Fall in full
some are blooded-in
But there ain't no bloodin'-out
I'm on that same bullshit my
Big buzzings is about homocide, drive-by
Loaded clips and spit 'em out
sacrifice
Shawty ain't love me she just told me that she down to ride
Shawty ain't know me she just saw the pain that's in my eyes
No she ain't fuck with me
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
schooling these kids
And I ain't even put on my hair net uhh
Truth or dare me
Then this Ruger bury
I'ma leave em shook up with no Shuca berry
Gun be going
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