dee watkins - time's up lyrics
(d+mn bt)
[verse 1]
ay, uh, i know she a thot, but i still cuffed
she a hood b+tch, i had to boss up
step clean on the scene put ya daughter up
like i f+ck with slaughter gang, i’mma slaughter her
i am not a regular lil n+gga
she look a lil better with a filter
i told her when i see her i’mma f+ck her like i miss her
n+ggas really dying in my city so i’m sticked up
[verse 2]
uh
pressure make diamonds
i’mma cold stepper, i be switching up the climate
i don’t give a f+ck about this jewelry and designer
i heard he was dead, so whеre he at, i wanna sign him, p+ssy!
ash on ya head likе i’m dave from the grave
she thought i was hurt, b+tch you play, hoe i’m paid
get money, chains on my neck like a slave
“hey honey”, she said, “let me put it in your face”, ha!
[verse 3]
back from the dead, back from the dirt
we take racks out the bank, we put faces on the shirt
i was running through the trenches i ain’t never go to church
i was runnin up them commas while my momma was at work
she said she a fan so i hit her in my merch
yeah i got them bands, that don’t mean you get a purse
keep the trap in and we stickin’ up the clerk
if i’m feeling bad i just fix it with a perc
ay big timer, gangster and designer
you know what was coming with this sh+t, when you signed up
real rich n+gga pay a hundred for a line+up
old n+ggas dissin’ on my name cuz they time up
[outro]
ay big timer, gangster and designer
you know what was coming with this sh+t, when you signed up
real rich n+gga pay a hundred for a line+up
old n+ggas dissin’ on my name cuz they time up, b+tch!
(d+mn bt)
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