Take Your Time

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    To hit a nigga wit a slug, wormin' around town
    lookin' for this bitch to fuck, and if she can't hang
    she can get the nut, tis a dog bed to the fours
    and on floors, for enought talkin' cause wit big dresses
    no bra's, let me run it through ya stomach, baby
    thug life, down dirty and dumb from a cum and blunted
    up and down like a roller-coaster, let me hit
    it from the back, to you can relax from the over-doser
    I take my time baby, when you get ya clothes off
    doin' every thing in my power, to get the hoes off
    from back, I feel ya pains and aches, but Huessin can't wait
    who can play me? outdate, dime after dime
    love ain't for thugs, brown-nosin' niggas, nose dirty as the mud
    I get the real honeyz, I showed you how to chill honey
    the best dressed, respect me with the most real money

    Take your time young thug
    Murder one cases, faces, chance
    Cuz, you fall in love
    Thug get the money, strip streets and drugs
    Huessin takes away my aches and pains
    Criminal, ginaral is a dog Huessin
    I'm here to tell you cuz, I have no shame
    And the way he toss it up, will never get me out the game
    Wanna get a girl, who's down for mine
    The way he sticks it in, and takes his time
    Nasty new, PYT, dem come for free

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    You know I love it, when you got the thong in
    when I stick it in, and take my time, sweetheart you all in
    baby girl, you make fade the world, tryin' get ya
    all the niggas wit, to confident I won't hit cha
    the wildest thug nigga, you can profile
    In combat, react, criminalies, on a ?
    I'll give you ya space, keep these punks out ya face
    put them hoes in place, tryin' play me like a ace
    ain't no tellin', who jellin', on or behind my back
    I just love it when you cum, cuz I get high and relax

    You want the cheddar, and when I go down sell my Bertta
    rock all my sweaters, and write nasty love letters
    thinkin' bout where I got my tat-tat, on the medal bars
    servin' them getto stars, wit a black mat
    I'm only mobbin' cuz I be, do a quick stick, hit a lick
    wit a trigger like a robbery, and stake honeyz make money
    the same way, them outlaw niggas from ya fake, hood take money

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    Composition: Bruce Washington, Steve Pitts, and Sean Brown

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