My Time To Shine (feat. 42 Dugg)

Man, fuck that bitch, came back to my senses Two-tone Chevy, came back to the Benz S550, that's for Kenny, lil' bitch Stop posting these niggas that's dead if we did it I'm pulling up red cup shawty Killing my haters, these niggas not dead enough for me I don't want your bitch, lil' shawty ain't slick She don't lick, she don't suck or give head enough for me I got these big ass rocks Flew her to the city, fucked me and my mans, she a big-ass thot Thick-ass top Sliding my tip in a rich-ass slick-ass mop All of my niggas, we bucking, I don't even know the word ducking Bitch, you got budget, I up it She wanna fuck, too scary to touch it Put black in her tunnel, I'm Harriеt Tubman Got Maybach to Maybach, I'm balling on niggas That's payback to payback on all of my bitches I make them wait for thе plate Bought me a car with a stick just to stall it on niggas Bought me a new FN, shawty came, bought me a new best friend Hit 'em both and didn't know they looked like twina (Ho, holy fuck, I just fucked off her bredren) Walmart sheets, she wanna fuck in 'em, yeah Tig ol' bitties, I wanna touch on 'em, yeah And she got some ass too, damn, bring it to me Too much talking when it's lit, bitch, shut the fuck up (Fuck with me) Bitch get off my dick (hoe) Rich young nigga still turnt from the 6 Told y'all I could make a mil', I'm big youngin Money, three, in hundreds Fuck her, fuck her, once I get the head, it's fuck her Doing this ten years straight like Mustard Rose-gold Cuban on the neck, new money I get a Richard Mille, nothing less than two hundred Young dawg keep coming, I see you Take something from me, get left Shit, ain't worried now, get stretched He ain't 'bout war Bankroll on me, no fraud 'Least nine hundreds in card Nigga, all my bitches sell large stuffing, fuck her Walmart sheets, she wanna fuck in 'em, yeah Tig ol' bitties, I wanna touch on 'em, yeah And she got some ass too, damn, bring it to me Too much talking when it's lit, bitch, shut the fuck up I don't wanna talk no more, it is my time to shine Forty million dollar advance, nigga, it is my time to sign Bitch, get the fuck out of my light, this is my time to shine, man Shawty keep talking that this and that Ya-ya-ya, lil' bitch, my time to shine, man Niggas in trouble, now they paying me double Fresh Air Force, couldn't pay me to scuffle Dead Benjamin head sitting in the duffle When they sent me upstate and I was getting in a tussle Hopping on the PJ, going out to PF Hopping out to London just to see Steph Yeah, I know I'm young, but I could fuck you like a DF Boy, you finna die, you take three steps I was getting money out the league Back when Lil P and Lil J and Lil Fresh Was getting B&E and coming out the scene Blue bill hundreds bitches coming out the jeans Blue in that booby trap, fuck it, I redeem Got my cash up, yeah, now a nigga thumbing through the green Last song, told you that my face wasn't in it If you caught a nigga cheating then fuck what it seem Mojo back, bitch, ow, I might bring back Cristal Might stop telling these niggas my moves They taking my groove, bitch, how? Give that man back his style That's my dawg and we still share clothes He can rock my chain, let me bust that Rollie One thing we don't argue about bitches We ain't finna fallout about hoes Walmart sheets, she wanna fuck in 'em, yeah Tig ol' bitties, I wanna touch on 'em, yeah And she got some ass too, damn, bring it to me Too much talking when it's lit, bitch, shut the fuck up