Time's Up Lyrics

Times up

Luck's up

Time-Times up

Yea, luck's up

Time's up

Luck's up

Time's up

Yea, luck's up

I ain't going to drop names, but this one's for A

That bitch be looking, but got nothing to say

Opposite of J

Jump in ocean, going to make a big wave

Looking like you born in a cave

Back to A

Find out where the nigga stay

And tell his momma hey

Put him next to his granny grave

Five foot seven, now you under six

That bitch pussy, yea he love them dicks

All talk, till we pull up wit sticks

Do him like Tony, so I picked up a brick

Yelled out, I'm a athlete

Lil bitch, it's Sweet Meat

Going to make me clap a nigga

Leave him on the street

Yo bitch dripping

My mind slipping

I ain't doing no pimping

Know I fucked her in the kitchen

Know I stay geeked

That hoe nasty, she like feet

She want to go out eat

But I rather just beat my meat

Why her man getting mad at me

Starting to piss me off

He talking all that hard shit

But you know he soft

All I got is boys and drugs

Boy don't want static, I got the fuzz

Know I ain't fuckin wit these nigguz

Suffering from withdrawal

I been riding with my dawg

Yo girl suck my left ball

Got to keep the gun

Run up a check like Nike

Her boyfriend want to fight me

I find it exciting

I'm finna end the whining

That bitch scared

All he do is stare

Know I don't care

I might just his bitch

And you know I'm going to share

She got her legs up

The times is up

I'm going to beat her back till the sun comes up

I got to go

Got to get bands, got to get dough

Might just kick it with my bro

And switch I up my flow

The time's up

Luck's up