a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

ain't got time - rowdy racks & zoe osama lyrics

[intro: rowdy racks & zoe osama]
ayy, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em
get ’em, hey, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em
ayy, look, this that sh*t, ayy (benny ave, i see you)
this that sh*t, ayy, b*tch, this that sh*t, ayy, ayy (ayy, look)

[verse 1: zoe osama]
all the sh*t that you want, this the sh*t you asked for (b*tch)
have my n*ggas dripped down, yeah, in tom ford (lil’ b*tch)
this sh*t i can’t afford the sh*t you ask for (ooh)
yeah, what the f*ck you ask for? (sh*t crazy)
big*money n*gga, big money, gotta get it
ooh, real thick b*tch, on my mama, let me hit it (let me hit it)
ayy, can i squeeze it? can i tap it? (can i tap it?)
yeah, your ass fat, can a n*gga grab it? (let me grab it)
i’m a savage, i’m a b*st*rd (i’m a b*st*rd)
all fourteen karats, all karats (bling, blaow)
bustdown (bustdown), it’s not average (not average)
any n*gga got a problem, they can’t manage
rock out, a dirty fn with a stick on that b*tch, ayy
feelin’ like 50 cent, sh*t’ll make sense (long live nip)
get rich or die trying and i ain’t dying (i ain’t dying)
get rich or die trying, b*tch, i ain’t lying (i ain’t lying)
ayy, what the f*ck a b*tch mean to call back? (b*tch)
b*tch, stop kidding, yup, mhm, all that (blocked)
tnc the label, on the gang, we still player (still player)
ayy, money*counter breaker, ayy, bad*b*tch taker (taker)
i ain’t got time for this sh*t (no, i don’t)
i would never spend a dime on the b*tch (no, i won’t)
yes, i way too fly for a b*tch (yes, i am)
if it ain’t about money, how the f*ck you makin’ sense? (on the gang)
why you worried ’bout my d*ck? you should be worried ’bout your rent (stupid b*tch)
why you worried ’bout my face when you need to worry ’bout your kids? b*tch (sh*t crazy)
yeah, and i meant that (vroom, vroom)
worry ’bout your life and where your b*tch at
[chorus: zoe osama]
ayy, yeah, man, it’s all in (man, it’s all in)
ain’t about the money, tell her call in
i ain’t got time for this sh*t
i never spend a dime on a b*tch like, ayy
look, tell ’em fall in (tell ’em fall in)
if it ain’t about no money, b*tch, don’t call in (don’t call in)
i ain’t got time for no sh*t
ayy, i never spend a dime on a b*tch, get rich

[verse 2: rowdy racks]
okay, i came for that sh*t you asked for
you ain’t heard about my clique? we smash wh0res
you didn’t hide your b*tch, what you mad for?
told her, “baby, get up out that rav4”
okay, get your pretty lil’ ass in a boss whip
no pump*fake, i’m ’bout to pass you a boss d*ck
your girlfriend look mad with a cross lip
thinking ’bout the one chance she had, but she lost it
and your lil’ fine ass capitalized
made a couple bands, kept it, on god
i made your boyfriend mad tappin’ them thighs
ice*cold player in a rapper disguise
i’m rowdy racks, lace a b*tch down to the floor, bro
they ain’t heard about me, let ’em know, zoe
i need a fake id for the momo
so much ice, i brought freeze to the ozone
check me out, drip on me, no h0m*
bst, that means no free promo
bro*bro hatin’ on me, that’s a no*no
heat on me, i wrap it up like jojo
[chorus: zoe osama]
ayy, yeah, man, it’s all in (man, it’s all in)
ain’t about the money, tell her call in
i ain’t got time for this sh*t
i never spend a dime on a b*tch like, ayy
look, tell ’em fall in (tell ’em fall in)
if it ain’t about no money, b*tch, don’t call in (don’t call in)
i ain’t got time for no sh*t
ayy, i never spend a dime on a b*tch, get rich

- rowdy racks zoe osama lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular