Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overtime, artist - Trina. Album song Incredible - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rockstarr
Song language: English
Overtime |
| Uhhh |
| All the trucks |
| Chris tucker black |
| The Ashton white like ashton in |
| A trucker hat |
| Put my city on the map |
| (I carry them) |
| And keep bum bitches quiet |
| (Librarian) |
| It ain’t about dat money |
| Then darlin wut u mean |
| Should pay for the Celtics |
| How I’m ballin for dis green |
| And Dunk em for the team |
| Bout dat real action |
| Rock too many rings |
| Call me Phil Jackson |
| Shawty let me coach you |
| I could make the game real cold |
| U wasn’t raised up right |
| No field goal |
| Let’s get it |
| I’m chargin them too much now |
| Call me when u run across that green |
| Touchdown! |
| God damn, swagga so official |
| The ballin never stop |
| They might have to blow the whistle |
| Oh man, either when they do it |
| That ain’t stopping nothin shorty |
| We still getting to it |
| Overtime, overtime |
| Stuntin in a drop top |
| Ballin like I never seen a shot clock |
| I call it over time, overtime |
| Swagga so official |
| The ballin never stop |
| They might have to blow the whistle |
| The game don’t change |
| Only change is the players |
| Exclusive bitch I flow |
| the craft in the air |
| Back shots sho did |
| U fuckin with the mayor |
| Since I’m the chief |
| All I comprehend is Catier |
| The majic city queen |
| Bodeya? |
| Is my catalog |
| Additional wages, u can’t speak my shoe dialog |
| I’m the best bitch, fuck the rest bitch |
| I got these broads buyin lands |
| Take (take take take) a rest bitch |
| OVERTIME |
| Time and Two quarters |
| Time and a half, gave birth to three daughters |
| Pretty money royal, bout to set if off |
| We takin tops off and pop off |
| And tearin bitches blocks off |
| Might see me crusin versace |
| Or peep me flowin in fendi |
| Gangsta bouji and pretty |
| Ethiopian and Trini |
| Bout to grab me them Bentleys |
| Tell em ship it to the new place |
| That I just moved in from all shoe space |
| YUP |
| I’m getting money |
| And I’m barely home |
| That’s just basic intincts |
| No Sharon Stone |
| Sorry that I’m headed to the top |
| And goin there alone |
| And old school cause elly frames |
| And a hair and bone |
| You ridin out |
| Then hit the clutch and shift |
| Sucka ship been known to blow me |
| Like a dutch and piff |
| U bout ya fuckin chips |
| Then ya’ll just as there |
| And errybody else is in a Boss Bitches World |