Fatal Take Your Time Lyrics

Take Your Time Lyrics

[Singer]- Take your time young thug.

     Verse one
PYT, poor young thug, ?
To hit a nigga wit a slug, wormin` around town
lookin` for this bit*h to f**k, and if she can`t hang
she can get the nut, tis a dog bed to the fours
and on floors, for enought talkin` cause wit big dresses 
no bra`s, let me run it through ya stomach, baby
thug life, down dirty and dumb from a cum and blunted
up and down like a roller-coaster, let me hit 
it from the back, to you can relax from the over-doser
I take my time baby, when you get ya clothes off
doin` every thing in my power, to get the hoes off
from back, I feel ya pains and aches, but Huessin can`t wait
who can play me? outdate, dime after dime
love ain`t for thugs, brown-nosin` niggas, nose dirty as the mud
I get the real honeyz, I showed you how to chill honey
the best dressed, respect me with the most real money

     Chorus
[Singer]- Take your time young thug
[Fatal]- Murder one cases, faces, chance
[Singer]- Cuz, you fall in love
[Fatal]- Thug get the money, strip streets and drugs
[Singer]- Huessin takes away my aches and pains
[Fatal]- Criminal, ginaral is a dog Huessin
[Singer]- I`m here to tell you cuz, I have no shame
[Fatal]- And the way he toss it up, will never get me out the game
[Singer]- Wanna get a girl, who`s down for mine
[Fatal]- Only ride for you, if you ride for me
[Singer]- The way he sticks it in, and takes his time
[Fatal]- Nasty new, PYT, dem come for free

     Verse two
You know I love it, when you got the thong in
when I stick it in, and take my time, sweetheart you all in
baby girl, you make fade the world, tryin` get ya
all the niggas wit, to confident I won`t hit cha
the wildest thug nigga, you can profile
In combat, react, criminalies, on a ?
I`ll give you ya space, keep these punks out ya face
put them hoes in place, tryin` play me like a ace
ain`t no tellin`, who jellin`, on or behind my back
I just love it when you cum, cuz I get high and relax

     Chorus

     Verse three
You want the cheddar, and when I go down sell my Bertta
rock all my sweaters, and write nasty love letters
thinkin` bout where I got my tat-tat, on the medal bars
servin` them getto stars, wit a black mat
I`m only mobbin` cuz I be, do a quick stick, hit a lick
wit a trigger like a robbery, and stake honeyz make money
the same way, them outlaw niggas from ya fake, hood take money<echoes>

     Chorus<end of chorus echoes>