| In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
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| Marinate the scene with my high beams
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| Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine
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| Take me way back Scarface in our tapedeck
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| Ridin' with my poppa, rockin' a starter and some gray sweats
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| Gave me game as we roll down the 8th street
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| «Niggas out here flexin', don’t be stressing what you can’t be
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| And don’t be vouchin', don’t believe in what you can’t see
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| Unless it’s God, dont be borrowin' cause ain’t shit free
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| You got your family and your friends when you need relief
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| There’ll come a time when I can’t be there when you need me
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| He lean’t my seat back (way, way back)
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| When it come to music yea you need that (way, way back)
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| Forever in the cut where you be at (way, way back)
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| Forgive and forget, your anger leave that (way, way back)
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| Don’t be wasting time, Cause time is all you have
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| Don’t be chasing hoes, Boy go chase this cash
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| I can’t say no mo', you’ll learn it on your own»
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| I couldn’t understand it then
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| But do now that I’m grown
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| In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
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| Marinate the scene with my high beams
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| Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine
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| Take me way back, fitted with a wave cap
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| Brushing in the hallway trying to keep these waves flat
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| Broads come and go rarely would they fuck with me
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| My brother was a player I was favored off up in these streets
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| Learning who’s paying dudes made myself a name
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| Laughing at these cape crusader’s savors 'cause these niggas lame
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| Hand cuffin', claim they lovin' on a freaky thang
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| She a bopper I got partnas that done ran a train
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| We play the game (way, way back)
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| Even as a youngster knew I’d be a king (way, way back)
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| Told them non-believers I would never change (way, way back)
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| Mississippi is where Im from and that the shit I claim (way, way back)
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| It’s funny how they flock when they heard you got that knot
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| Wouldn’t bust it open now they dying to set it, out
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| Down to hit my couch, get off in their mind
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| Like Im a fall in love, Take ‘em back in time
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| In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
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| Marinate the scene with my high beams
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| Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine
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| Uh, Uh
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| Hold up
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| I just wanna say what’s up to the women they discuss
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| Ain’t no rust, you can never say it’s lust
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| This the only dame I trust, Ain’t it plush
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| You can see the painted struts
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| Got the naked lady just painted up
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| This ain’t no Mercedes cause, bet it make your baby blush
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| Coats of candy got 'em saying I’m, delicious
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| Every woman on her knees that’s looking up, is not religious
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| And I feel like Master P had me not taking minor digits
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| If you ain’t about this life then close your pipe and mind your, business
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| Screw taught us stay authentic and they gon' love your jams
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| Watts taught us Keep on mashin' and we gon' run the land
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| J prince and Drake are the reasons you had to become a fan
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| And the only way we ain’t gon' win is when we under planned
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| Throw a prayer up for Japan, I swear the daily news be having me trippin'
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| Everybody that got a cross hanging off they neck is not a Christian
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| When the police pull you over they’ll say you fit the, description
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| Bun B that’s our O.G., R.I.P Pimp C feel like I’m with him
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| When I’m in my time machine
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| In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
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| Marinate the scene with my high beams
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| Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| This my time machine (take me way back)
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| Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
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| This my time machine |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Time Machine , by - Big K.R.I.T.. Song from the album R4 The Prequel, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп