I ain't got time That's right Yeah bitch, I don't no time Look for someone else That's fine Run from city lights Pussy in my mind (mind) Out of sight Out of mind You can stand in line (yeah) You can lick yourself Baby, I'm catholic Skip the orange juice Straigth vodka for my breakfast Cut another line Call another savage I can barely walk by the time The Sun does damage I can be manage I'm way up, way up Way up in the hills Morning breeze bitch in doggy Way up, Way up Sits on my lap And you know the bitch is loaded Sippin on the tears and beer I up my way (way) There are bitches in the room I'm in the yayo (yayo) Scriping fucking pegs all day (huh) (Way) Pop a fucking clutch No maybe From wheels is my sunscreen baby Riding like I am wanted You can lick yourself Baby, I'm catholic Skip the orange juice Straigth vodka for my breafast Cut another line Call another savage I can barely walk by the time The Sun does damage I can be manage I'm way up, way up Way up in the hills Morning breeze bitch in doggy Way Up, Way up Sits on my lap And you know the bitch is loaded