| No time for struggle cause we shining today, today
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| Look out the window see me flying away, away
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| It’s a proven fact money make the world go round
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| And a couple sweet words’ll make your girl go down
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| On the whole team cause you weren’t taking care of business
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| See me in a Bimmer, see you in a Civic, uh
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| When I step up in the party, yes I’m letting my nuts hang
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| Tryna fuck a groupie bitch right on the hood of the Mustang
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| From a place where they bust things, hailing from Flushing
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| Peace to blood stains, Beamer custame
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| On a California king where the thug lay (that's word to me man)
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| The joint longer than Mutombo finger, my features etch
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| Shorty sniffin' lines like a sketch
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| Tell her that I need my slippers fetched
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| I need a wifey tongue longer than Kakey
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| Shoot the gun right when I whistle, plus she never will snake me
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| Do a split on my dick
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| If I’m sick she’ll even clean me if I shit in my pants
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| So I’m taking her to France with me
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| Doing math like an Asian student
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| I’ve been a truant, three language fluent
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| Blueish on the Buick
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| Reddish on the hue of the cheeks on my booby
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| Her body smoking like a dooby
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| The joint rolled like a croissant, mad butter
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| Gold or brown
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| If I end up in the can then who gon' hold me down?
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| Probably no one
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| They like it when you hot, when you not
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| They tell you eat a cock off the springboard I dive into the drop
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| Gold watch, like I just retired
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| No socks in the loafer cause it’s tacky
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| At least I’m not up in Pataki’s
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| You catch me higher than a Shaq knee
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| See me swerving side to side like Mutombo finger
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| The bundle bringer, guns are subtle
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| Hear them clapping like the end of the huddle
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| I might be big as a bear, but nothing to cuddle
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| Hop in the shuttle, land in Russia, yo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Time , by - Action Bronson. Song from the album SAAAB Stories produced by Harry Fraud, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп