Da Brat Ain`t Got Time To Waste Lyrics

Ain`t Got Time To Waste Lyrics

so so def

hey shortie 

how we do

hey shorite

im all about that paper dough

can you see me 

you know yeah

as the clock keep ticking tick, tick gotta keep my vision bleary, 

im in a hurry to get this paper dont worry im a dough chaser im

still living my dreams wheather its hustling, shaking and shuffling niggas
around im getting more greater and its the gang shit that i aint seen yet

and its the gang niggas i aint meet yet

even though i been to paris and london and rome, japan, africa, bagdad
amesterdam brought back a phat sack

and im rolling dem joints chrome flashing sparkling like gucci colins when i
throw on that boostey 

you niggas cant stop slobbing im a pretty young thug and its hotter than
ever

fucking it up so i get paid to do stuff never when this cheddar at stake

im a chain billionaire blow a couple of millon some cars so my family and
homies can ride like stars

 

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im all about the money i dont know about you i got places i wanna go and things
i wanna do gotta whole lotta living to do be4 i die and i aint got time to
waste

honey yeah yeah



now understand me cause its not complex im yung and resteless with one life to


live so i cash cheques 

im individually wrapped liked a fresh twinke so if i cream in the middle 

nigga licky, licky,licky licky become sponge bob absorb me up

cant just polish this i demolish the flow niggaz astonished when  i spit when
im pissed i let it flow i can afford me a bentley without having to forge a
signature or  getting a nigga to co sign with me 

i get bored quickly so i saw on the g4 to cali for more sticky gravey life

come hop on this tour with me lets get faded for life 

i used to save up cookies they are brown even

but i got rid of the whole box and i didnt even turn the loot in' im
shootin'its all cause of you lame ass butlers when i smirk if devils could talk
mine would say fuck ya! 



chorus x2 

its so so def

how could the cans get droped

from the mansion to the high rise to the block we hot

i rock the white people the latinos and forgeiners 

niggas cant see me when they cry i scratch out there corniers 

im warning ya i was born a winner i scarecrowed off like that anna lotono 

did right after she sang 'home in the weares' after the blizard thats when i
came through with them frosted pieces was dripping like icicles 

keep a few of dem precious VDSS next to my skin so with the best investment
jems aint no second guessing its here 

aint not question who the best is take a lesson from a bitch who is the goodie
in years

never skooted in here got dem all in here 

cause dirty money spin like clean money from da ATM dummy so when you done
bummping your gumms theres a lot of dough to be made

you should get you sum before its too late

and you left wiv none

now its all bout the cash where ever it come from

nigga





chorus x2 

honey if u hear me