Chris Brown x Young Thug Ft. Shad Da God – I Got Time Lyrics
Chris Brown x Young Thug Ft. Shad Da God – I Got Time Lyrics. Chris Brown
(Xayy, why you do it to ’em?), yeah
Chris Brown
Say love, I wanna make love with you
See me and all of this paper (Ooh)
Bad ting, got the million shape-up, huh, oh yeah
Say love, don’t be a stranger (Oh)
‘Cause I got time
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Yeah, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Yeah, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Oh, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time for you
Chris Brown
Wake up, you don’t cover your face up, oh, ooh
Makeup, you don’t need no makeup, you perfect (Yeah)
Say love, I wanna link up, me and you
Say less, don’t gotta speak on what we gon’ do
I love, love when you send me a text sayin’, “Boo, come through”
You love love letters I wrote to you (Yeah)
What if I only dream about you?
Don’t wake up, don’t want to, here without you (You)
Chris Brown
Say love, I wanna make love with you (Yeah)
See me and all of this paper (All this paper, yeah, ooh)
Bad ting, got the million shape-up, huh, oh yeah
Say love, don’t be a stranger (Don’t be)
‘Cause I got time
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Yeah, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Yeah, yeah, baby, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Oh, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time for you
Young Thug
I had to pay her tuition, the way this lil’ baby was suckin’ my nuts (I had to pay her tuition)
I gotta keep this shit pimpin’, man, I’m never fallin’ in love with a slut (No)
I gotta tell you it was written the way that a young nigga came up, yeah (I gotta tell you)
Look at the opps behind us (Woah)
Look at this foreign shit around us (Woo)
I got a slime, yeah, yeah
I got a slime (Yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Drinkin’ on green, yeah, yeah (Drinkin’ on green)
Feel like it’s pine, yeah, yeah
The bitch ain’t mine, yeah, yeah
Her card is declined, yeah, yeah
Triple my cups, triple my doses, I’m triplin’ up (Triple up)
Shad da God
I got some time to go gamble, I’m hittin’ my point in the book (Hittin’ my point in the book)
Fuck it, we choose to gamble, girl, but that shit addin’ up (Hop in the trap with a player)
Hop in the trap with a P, we gon’ stay with an AK and seven G’s (Hop in the trap)
How you know it’s less?
I say look how this shit blessed (Blessed, blessed)
‘Cause you bust it one time and it’s two-tone
I’m tryna stand in that shit like a shoe line
Time is the essence, this AP worth ten dimes
Tell me you choosin’, are you tryna get walked down?
You can punch my number like the lunch line
You gon’ see how the wood sound (See how the wood sound)
It gon’ be pullin’ up (God)
I might just hop out, that stick in the tuck
Chris Brown
Say love, I wanna make love with you
See me and all of this paper (Ooh, ooh)
Bad ting, got the million shape-up, huh, oh yeah
Say love, don’t be a stranger
‘Cause I got time
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Yeah, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Yeah, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time (Oh, I got time)
I got time today, yeah, I got time for you
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