Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Many Times, artist - DJ Khaled. Date of issue: 22.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
How Many Times |
| Pour a cup for the bitches that ain’t scared to get down |
| Get down, get down |
| How many times I got 'em? |
| Light another for the bitch who’s just only in town for the weekend |
| How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? |
| I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side |
| You know how a nigga feel 'bout wasting time |
| You know how I feel about waiting in line |
| You know he ain’t it, girl you’re wasting your time |
| You’re only this young for a moment in time, take it in stride |
| How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? |
| How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? |
| How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? |
| I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side |
| How many times? |
| How many times I gotta tell your ass to come over? |
| How many times I gotta tell you I gotta chauffeur? |
| Think about it, think it over, everything is gon' be kosher |
| Call me when you getting closer |
| If you take a taxi, how much I owe ya? |
| Don’t send me no naked pictures |
| If I can’t get naked with ya |
| This dick deserve recognition |
| I don’t mind paying that commission |
| Is you with the shit or nah? |
| If we ain’t fucking then bitch, bon voyage |
| How many times? |
| I said how many times? |
| Too many times and bitch I ain’t got time |
| Okay phone off the hook, yeah that bitch won’t stop blinking |
| I’ll pick up for you though on the second ring |
| You’ve been drinking and drinking, you’re drinking for fun |
| And you drink for a reason |
| Yeah leave your boyfriend and call me when you’re leaving |
| Calling shots refereeing, no drama |
| Pussy so wet I’m a need Dramamine and mattress Aquafining |
| Boy I light the block up, young Billie Jeaning |
| I’m dodging the leeches, I’m signing agreements |
| I’m signing new artists, I sell out arenas |
| Swimming with the dolphins on the Dan Marino |
| Wine mixing, this shit like the Catalina |
| B-I-G, minus Puff and Lil Cease |
| I’m on my grind, 3 AM text like I need ya |
| Dream about the pussy, fuck it I’m a dreamer |
| Hold me down but don’t hold me back like I need you to, damn |
| I wrote myself a million dollar check in fifth grade |
| I put it on the wall and promised it’d be this way |
| She fuck me like she want the rent paid |
| Like she want that Oscar De La Renta |
| I slow it down like it’s her favourite ballad |
| Then go back up at it like I hadn’t had it |
| Straight up |
| How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? |
| I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side |
| How many times? |
| I see these bitches in supperclub |
| Niggas got me throwing bottles up |
| Bottles with all of my homies |
| I’m feeling generous, throwing my money |
| She said she wanted the molly love |
| I gave her the dick but I’m not in love |
| I call out, «Bingo!"the minute I’m boning |
| Soon as I’m done, kick her out in the morning |
| Got xans when I turn up, it’s a party, bust it open |
| Pop that pussy in a circle, go retarded, pop it for me |
| She got that booty galore, gripping it, backing me up |
| You wanna fuck with a thug |
| Now I see all these bitches got ass and they throwing |
| Damn, it’s just a matter of time 'fore I’m gone |
| Drinking Ciroc and I know that she got it for free |
| I hit up Diddy, he told me he did it |
| He said that the liquor just bring out the freaks |
| Them bitches lit, dropping that ass to a split |
| Talking 'bout me, I’m the shit |
| I just get down for the money, the bitches, and cars |
| And my niggas, they whipping the bricks |