| Every day I see your face, but I don’t know what to say
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| You’re so kind and you’re so fine, but you got no time to play
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| You’re grown up, you’ve been through stuff
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| And you’re sick and tired of games
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| No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Been checkin' you out daily
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| Thinkin' one day, maybe, I can make you my lady
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| But you’re so pure and mature, you’ve played these games before
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| You look for so much more
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| You refuse to lose again, don’t wanna get with
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| A dude who booze with friends, then want a quick hit
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| And if it ain’t commitment, you’d rather chill
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| You got your kids, got your house, have your bills
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| So no time for lame excuses
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| And definitely you don’t want a man who’s abusive
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| Someone exclusive to live your life with
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| There’s a piece of your puzzle missin', I think I might fit
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| And I think you’ll like it; |
| and since we both work the night shift
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| We oughta dip off right quick
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| Do lunch, screw hunch, or whatever you want
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| I don’t wanna ask for too much, but
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| Every day I see your face, but I don’t know what to say
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| You’re so kind and you’re so fine, but you got no time to play
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| You’re grown up, you’ve been through stuff
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| And you’re sick and tired of games
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| No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| You’re off on the weekends, maybe we can
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| Sit by the fireplace and bust a couple of Key' cans
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| Play some old vinyl, Commodores, Lionel
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| Put it in your spinal; |
| I’m a whore, I know
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| I’m just serious, so curious, ain’t nobody here but us, so
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| Let’s hug a little, snug a little, baby, let me rub the middle
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| Maybe it’s not the right time nor the place
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| We oughta not let our right emotions go to waste
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| Let’s slow the pace down
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| There’s a lot of places to go in H-town
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| Or we can jump on a ship, go on a plane, hurricane season
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| Even in the snow or the rain
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| And everywhere we go, they’ll know I’m your man
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| But you won’t give me the time of day
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| Oh, what a shame
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| Every day I see your face, but I don’t know what to say
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| You’re so kind and you’re so fine, but you got no time to play
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| You’re grown up, you’ve been through stuff
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| And you’re sick and tired of games
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| No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Ride my thang
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| Ride my thang |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Got No Time to Play, artist - Devin the Dude. Album song Soulful Distance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп