Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Time Is It?, artist - Lou Phelps. Date of issue: 27.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What Time Is It? |
| It’s 'bout 10 PM, bruh’s in my DM |
| Talking 'bout a house party at the quatrième |
| I had time to think, got dishes in the sink |
| Mama wouldn’t let a nigga step out of the house |
| Although she was asleep passed out on the couch |
| I think it’s my time to bounce |
| Put on the flashiest shoes that a nigga could find |
| Don’t say nothing to me, it’s my time to shine |
| Um, I reminisce about my sexy chick |
| But a brother needed to nut, so it didn’t mean shit |
| Usually they teach you about the birds and the bees |
| We squirrels in high school, something like high siege, um |
| Guess who’s here, look who’s there |
| I used to be the man way back in the day |
| To get down was my thing, that’s what they would say |
| Next morning go to church, repent sins and pray |
| Me and this baby had an unholy union |
| Locking eyes ever since I was a junior |
| I took it that she didn’t want to be seen |
| Now shawty’s with me, so I’m living the dream |
| Um, started feeling freaky vibrations |
| My pocket held the information |
| So I pulled out my phone, got 12 missed calls |
| Mama after me but I don’t give a what |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| As I was walking in snowy December |
| Thinking about my shorty |
| And all the bumping and grinding we gonna do |
| My mama kept calling, I wasn’t tryna answer |
| I ain’t even make it to the house party yet |
| Innanet James called me to tell me how his night went |
| Let’s end the night in reverse, it’s like 6 AM |
| Just crept in, crept so my mom slept in |
| What a plan but the wood floors, did what they good for |
| Creep fucked the creep up, dial back to 5 |
| Whip full of women asking where to dine at the time |
| I said a diner? |
| she said «Nah, vagina is fine» |
| So an hour after that, and that was all I tell |
| In hotels, smoking what we rolled that three |
| An hour later, Im like I felt like Cheech |
| Felt like I believed I could fly for the moment |
| Two in the morning, bottle right beside me, open |
| Take it to the head, like fuck it |
| What great judgment, slurrin all my words in public |
| But it’s fine, I ain’t gotta drive beloved |
| My eyes is bloody |
| Mary I ain’t hiding nothing |
| What a time to be alive, ah its back to one |
| My cousin’s calling often, like «Let's kick it» |
| Kick back at mine, full of fine Habesha women |
| Can I kick it? |
| Yes I can, like Messi |
| Kick it like Ed, like Edd, like Eddy |
| Said I hit your phone, moe its lit get ready |
| We was gon' ride out, honeycomb hide out |
| Mama said «Honey, get home before the lights out» |
| And that was my night, and it was alright |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |
| What time is it? |
| (oh yeah) |
| What time is it? |
| (I don’t care) |