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Buckshot - Take Your Time lyrics
Typed by: goldenarms_10304@yahoo.com [swan] I invited you to the club so what, so what Don't mean you gotta hang all up under me You a big girl don't act out, word up Cuz you ain't gonna gain no clout, no doubt I know you wanna be wit me, but i Stay single and remain mingle and Cuz there's so many out jinglin, oh my god So i guess time will tell what's out there for swan To move it on, is what you always say to me That's what i always do, but you still pagin me What's the deal? you ask keep it real, so it be But i come to find out that got at least three More 'fro's that you braidin, on the d-l So i guess it's time for me to bounce the ball like sprewell See well, you could of had it all, ms. dove But you showin swan, ain't that much love Get control of your life, get control of your mind Get control of your body, girl, take your time [chorus: jessica darby] Take your time, take your time Take your time, take your, take your time Take your time, take your, take your time Take your time, take your time [buckshot] Listen up quick, baby jink Gotta lotta shit to get wit, stuck in the game and i can't I'm thinkin of a master plan Buck's hot as cool, to see a fan when i'm on the spot Now some think i'm not, human Even thought i got the bomb and my shit's boomin I'm leavin your room in, no space If you wanna make a mistake, get up in my face Talkin about, yo i gotta be off Pause, just because you wanna get up in my drawers You ready to break laws, visions of your clothes in my back Just because you stack, now you wanna act Like you know you got your rhyme on cock And everything i do, shit stop for you, shit Please, thirty two degrees, of the breeze About to hit you wit the good law special Why did you, how could you, get upset When i said my money comes first, i bet You don't know, that i gotta lotta shit on my mind So before i fall off, momma said [chorus] [swan] You wanna know why i be trippin when i hear her name Cuz every rider in the hood, know she all about game See me on the block, she ask me where i been She know where i been, probably tryin to cash in See me in the vibe, see me in the source Got my act together, she see me on floss Now you wanna fuck me, slow down girl I used to wanna fuck you, but i been around the world I seen the more, dealt wit a lot Now what make you think i'm gonna pay for that twat That's what you here for? you exceedin Definitely speedin, slow down girl Get control of your life, get control of your mind Get control of your body, girl, take your time [chorus] [buckshot] Now you wanna stress me out, you put me on a route til my hair fall out Now what's that all about? i'mma bob and weave Duck ya bullshit, see buck ain't up, fuck ya bullshit Bitch, tellin me my style was a fluke Cuz i wouldn't give you boots, and you thought i was cute I got loot, see money is all that i'm about Just coolin wit my niggas and bustin it out I'm bdi, you could tell by the vision i use I see you fake bitches for blocks, i never snooze See she wanna put me on cruise Set me on a straight path, what about i had to laugh at her Cuz i ain't gon' fall, runnin around talkin about new york Check this out, now she ready to brawl I got a call from the c.o.p., tellin me to stand tall Caught me in the mall wit all, my homies wit me Shorty had to be on the scale of one to three Damn, a dime, but whatever poppa said, bdi, you gotta [chorus to fade] |
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