Buckshot Take Your Time Lyrics

Take Your Time Lyrics

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[swan]

I invited you to
the club so what, so what

Don’t mean you gotta hang all up under me

You a big girl don’t act out, word up

Cuz you ain’t gonna gain no
clout, no doubt

I know you wanna be wit me, but i

Stay single and
remain mingle and

Cuz there’s so many out jinglin, oh my god

So I
guess time will tell what’s out there for swan

To move it on, is what
you always say to me

That’s what I always do, but you still pagin me

What’s the deal? you ask keep it real, so it be

But I come to find
out that got at least three

More ’fro’s that you braidin, on the
d-l

So I guess it’s time for me to bounce the ball like sprewell

See well, you could of had it all, ms. dove

But you showin swan,
ain’t that much love

Get control of your life, get control of your
mind

Get control of your body, girl, take your time



[chorus:
jessica darby]

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take
your, take your time

Take your time, take your, take your time

Take
your time, take your time



[buckshot]

Listen up quick, baby
jink

Gotta lotta shit to get wit, stuck in the game and I can’t

I’m thinkin of a master plan

Buck’s hot as cool, to see a fan when
I’m on the spot

Now some think I’m not, human

Even thought I got
the bomb and my shit’s boomin

I’m leavin your room in, no space

If you wanna make a mistake, get up in my face

Talkin about, yo I
gotta be off

Pause, just because you wanna get up in my drawers

You
ready to break laws, visions of your clothes in my back

Just because you
stack, now you wanna act

Like you know you got your rhyme on cock

And everything I do, shit stop for you, shit

Please, thirty two
degrees, of the breeze

About to hit you wit the good law special

Why did you, how could you, get upset

When I said my money comes
first, I bet

You don’t know, that I gotta lotta shit on my mind

So before I fall off, momma said



[chorus]



[swan]

You wanna know why I be trippin when I hear her name

Cuz
every rider in the hood, know she all about game

See me on the block, she
ask me where I been

She know where I been, probably tryin to cash in

See me in the vibe, see me in the source

Got my act together, she see
me on floss

Now you wanna fuck me, slow down girl

I used to wanna
fuck you, but I been around the world

I seen the more, dealt wit a lot

Now what make you think I’m gonna pay for that twat

That’s what you
here for? you exceedin

Definitely speedin, slow down girl

Get
control of your life, get control of your mind

Get control of your body,
girl, take your time



[chorus]



[buckshot]

Now
you wanna stress me out, you put me on a route til my hair fall out

Now
what’s that all about? i’mma bob and weave

Duck ya bullshit, see buck
ain’t up, fuck ya bullshit

Bitch, tellin me my style was a fluke

Cuz I wouldn’t give you boots, and you thought I was cute

I got
loot, see money is all that I’m about

Just coolin wit my niggas and
bustin it out

I’m bdi, you could tell by the vision I use

I see
you fake bitches for blocks, I never snooze

See she wanna put me on
cruise

Set me on a straight path, what about I had to laugh at her

Cuz I ain’t gon’ fall, runnin around talkin about new york

Check
this out, now she ready to brawl

I got a call from the c.o.p., tellin me
to stand tall

Caught me in the mall wit all, my homies wit me

Shorty had to be on the scale of one to three

Damn, a dime, but
whatever poppa said, bdi, you gotta



[chorus to fade]