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slayter - running out of time lyrics

[verse 1: slayter]
brand new hoe
get the hoe
break your hoe down
i don’t hear talking
when we come around
shipped it from cali
might smoke the whole pound
white girl from cali
know how to blow down
but i let wifey taste the lean
30 with the beam
in case they want to make a scene
they think that it’s a p-rno scene
they way i make these b-tches scream
they got no ride
i shot that n-gga when he was thinking he was fly
and if you run up on young slayter
you might die
you want it cheaper
get it from them other guys
yea i’m always live
get high alone
she gave me brain
won’t leave me alone

[verse 2: mozart rick]
she gave me brain though on the low low low
she gave me head on the days that i’m off, yuh
thought it was a monday
woke up then i realized that it was a sunday (oh my god!)
and i like the way the bird’s call
she got me geekin’ got me geekin’
and i like the way the bird’s call
she got me geekin’ got me geekin’
and i like the way the bird’s call
she got me geekin’ got me geekin’
and i like the way the bird’s call
she got me geekin’ got me geekin’

[verse 3: slayter]
i break the b-tch and then
i p-ss it to my brother
that’s what we do
we share b-tches with each other
i swear to god
if i was you
i wouldn’t love her
but you a pillow talking n-gga
undercover
you the type of n-gga
to set your mans up
(set your mans up)
f-cking with these b-tches
get ya bands up
(get ya bands up)
i bend shorty over
put her hands up
(i put her hands up)
then i make some runs
in her benz truck
these n-ggas getting too soft for me
if you talking money
you should talk to me
got to be a different type of n-gga
just to walk with me
pardon me
i pick up the phone
the paper calling me

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