Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Always On Time, artist - Ja Rule. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: English
Always On Time |
| Gave you my, baby be mine |
| Always there when you call, always on time |
| Gave you my, baby |
| Baby, I’m not always there when you call, but I’m always on time |
| And I gave you my all, now baby be mine |
| I’m not always there when you call, but I’m always on time |
| And I gave you my all, now baby be mine |
| Come on and get a piece of this late-night lover |
| You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit) |
| I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain |
| But baby you know the name and love is about pain |
| So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints |
| Our sex life’s a game so back me down in the paint |
| 'Cause I can’t wait no more |
| 'Cause it’s about a quarter-past three and shorty’s eyein me |
| I got the Bentley valeted |
| And I’m just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades |
| And I love to see that ass in boots and shades |
| Sprawled out on the bed while I’m yankin your braids |
| Thug style, you never thought I’d make you smile |
| While I’m smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild |
| But we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care |
| Girl, get a grip, come on, pull it together |
| It’s only a sun shower, we been through worse weather |
| Like the stormy nights you wrote a «Dear Ja» letter |
| And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather |
| Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B |
| Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C |
| I got two or three hoes for every V |
| And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy |
| I’m a playground legend like Kirkland Pee-wee |
| Name a nigga in the league got more game than me |
| I play hard, there’s so many women I fathered |
| Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered |
| Truth or dare, this life ain’t apparently fair |
| And a love with no glare is a crystal stare |
| But we share, somethin so rare, but who cares, you care |
| Oh I’m, feelin like ya livin a, double life |
| 'Cause you don’t be comin home, sometimes |
| Baby, but you’re always, on time, checkin for one time |
| You and I, got a special bond together |
| We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather |
| And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy |
| Then I’m gone |
| Baby don’t really want me to get up and leave off that easy |
| She’ll be wakin up wet for sheezy |
| Remind these bitches to mind they business |
| Believe me, this pimp game is very religious |
| And I’m built like the Don Bishop |
| Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness |
| The life we share is a thug affair |
| But who cares, you care |
| Always there when you call, always on time |
| Gave you my baby be mine |
| Always there when you call, always on time |
| Gave you my baby be mine |
| Here at W-I-Z we play nothing but the hits, nothing but the hits |
| Nothing but the muthafuckin hits |