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DJ K feat. Young Thug
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Bout Damn Time (feat. Young Thug)
We came a long way and that's why I say
Bout time, bout time, bout time, bout time, bout time
Bout time, bout time, bout time, bout time, bout time
Bout damn time, I swear to God
God damn time, ayy
(1)
I done ran that money up, bout time
I used to stack a five, now I'm stacking dimes
I don't care if none of y'all ain't my kind
Your watch cost 5000, you wasted your time
And I'm finished, why you still at the line?
If you ain't Damu nia, you must be blind
And I ain't turning down, turn down for what?
I'ma turn up every time, every time
Every time, every time
I cop a ten thousand pimp belt
I told the bih she gotta sk and fk
Ooh, in front and back and make her double nut
Wrapped up in towel, got out my cat plug
I swear to God she wetter than a tub
I supply real nias and they show me love
I fk three, four hoes every time I'm in club
Rap pack, now I gotta see these fks
Mommy wassup? No gives, I got kilos
She a
I wanna be that nia, my Denali truck stand tall
I can't even see these nias
If i wanted to I still couldn't see these nias
(Repeat )
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I came from the bottom, bout time, yeah
I know these nias want problems, bout time
I'm a full baller bih, for a long time
Came from smoke in the cup, quite a long time, yeah
(2)
These bihes know I wanna fk em all
Young Money st
These bihes know they come round me with no drawers
I'm on that horny st
This that horny st, I don't care, I got horns bih
A capella now, I'ma beat your fking clique
I might mail this st, I won't never tell no bih
All my bihes thin and brown, this that pretzel st
Miss Chelle, Miss Chelle
She got bumps and rumps all over B
I buy her CC, then I turn that st to BeBe
I'm like feed me, feed me, feed me
I don't wanna eat ye
(Repeat )
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It's bout time bih
He ain't have nothing to say nia
Ain't going back, nia
I drank pints a day, bih
Loaded, ay
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