Take Your Time

Buckshot

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    [Swan]
    I invited you to the club so what, so what
    Don't mean you gotta hang all up under me
    You a big girl don't act out, word up
    Cuz you ain't gonna gain no clout, no doubt
    I know you wanna be wit me, but I
    Stay single and remain mingle and
    Cuz there's so many out jinglin, oh my God
    So I guess time will tell what's out there for Swan
    To move it on, is what you always say to me
    That's what I always do, but you still pagin me
    What's the deal? You ask keep it real, so it be
    But I come to find out that got at least three
    More 'fro's that you braidin, on the D-L
    So I guess it's time for me to bounce the ball like Sprewell
    See well, you could of had it all, Ms. Dove
    But you showin Swan, ain't that much love
    Get control of your life, get control of your mind
    Get control of your body, girl, take your time

    [Chorus: Jessica Darby]
    Take your time, take your time
    Take your time, take your, take your time
    Take your time, take your, take your time
    Take your time, take your time

    [Buckshot]
    Listen up quick, baby jink
    Gotta lotta shit to get wit, stuck in the game and I can't
    I'm thinkin of a master plan
    Buck's hot as cool, to see a fan when I'm on the spot
    Now some think I'm not, human
    Even thought I got the bomb and my shit's boomin
    I'm leavin your room in, no space
    If you wanna make a mistake, get up in my face
    Talkin about, yo I gotta be off
    Pause, just because you wanna get up in my drawers
    You ready to break laws, visions of your clothes in my back
    Just because you stack, now you wanna act
    Like you know you got your rhyme on cock
    And everything I do, shit stop for you, shit
    Please, thirty two degrees, of the breeze
    About to hit you wit the good law special
    Why did you, how could you, get upset
    When I said my money comes first, I bet
    You don't know, that I gotta lotta shit on my mind
    So before I fall off, momma said

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    [Chorus]

    [Swan]
    You wanna know why I be trippin when I hear her name
    Cuz every rider in the hood, know she all about game
    See me on the block, she ask me where I been
    She know where I been, probably tryin to cash in
    See me in the Vibe, see me in The Source
    Got my act together, she see me on floss
    Now you wanna fuck me, slow down girl
    I used to wanna fuck you, but I been around the world
    I seen the more, dealt wit a lot
    Now what make you think I'm gonna pay for that twat
    That's what you here for? You exceedin
    Definitely speedin, slow down girl
    Get control of your life, get control of your mind
    Get control of your body, girl, take your time

    [Chorus]

    [Buckshot]
    Now you wanna stress me out, you put me on a route til my hair fall out
    Now what's that all about? I'mma bob and weave
    Duck ya bullshit, see Buck ain't up, fuck ya bullshit
    Bitch, tellin me my style was a fluke
    Cuz I wouldn't give you boots, and you thought I was cute
    I got loot, see money is all that I'm about
    Just coolin wit my niggas and bustin it out
    I'm BDI, you could tell by the vision I use
    I see you fake bitches for blocks, I never snooze
    See she wanna put me on cruise
    Set me on a straight path, what about I had to laugh at her
    Cuz I ain't gon' fall, runnin around talkin about New York
    Check this out, now she ready to brawl
    I got a call from the C.O.P., tellin me to stand tall
    Caught me in the mall wit all, my homies wit me
    Shorty had to be on the scale of one to three
    Damn, a dime, but whatever poppa said, BDI, you gotta

    [Chorus to fade]

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    Composición: M. Brown, David Benoit y Karl Blake

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