Grand Puba - Don't Waste My Time lyrics

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[Puba]

Yeah, uhh

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Look at that sexy mama

She sho' likes to grind

Look at that sexy lady

Please don't waste my time

[Puba]

I'ma tell you now that girls just ain't right

Let me tell you bout this episode I had last night

I takes me a shower then I grabs a quick bite

Then I called Doogie Love to find out the kronkite, dig it

Somethin's goin on -- an industry party downtown

I'm comin to get ya nigga so, listen for the horn

Before we hit the location, gotta pick up Alamo

and get a bag of situation, now we downtown

four blocks from the spot, time to park the car

Honies outside, knowin who to give ?

But you know how niggaz from the projects are

Free drinks til ten, yo money, where's the fuckin bar?

Honies all creamed out types and all lookin cute

Me and Doogie same ol low-top baggy jeans and boots

Body bangin, tits hangin, while we profilin

Me and Ali' mad geeked off Long Island

Uhh! Picture that, but then it dawned on me black

honey set them traps, that's why Tyson was where he was at

They want you for your name and fame, quick to get buttnaked

When you play em out, they run and said you tried to take it

That's why I don't talk to those, who like to pose in videos

with no clothes, and groupies at shows

Cause I know what's goin on, you won't catch me in the wrong

Don't even try it baby, dig it

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[Puba]

Well times is gettin drastic, time to pack the plastic

Slide up in the wrong one, you'll end up in the casket

No not me, I'm more careful see

I make sho' I can't catch that old HIV

But I tell you entertainment is some shit

These groupie girls are sick

Do most anything so they can get picked

to come to your, room, smoke a little, boom

Hear a little tune, after that, zoom zoom!

No thanks, I'm only here for the bank

And I'ma tell you point blank, won't let my dick walk the plank

I hate to bust your bubble, so be out, on the double

Cause I know how you groupies are, and I don't want no trouble

So give me my cash and I'll pass on that ass

When it comes to hittin ass, on the road, I'll just fast

But don't you talk about skins all the time?

Baby not ALL the time, but, when I do talk about skins, they mine

I refuse to go out, like Magic Johnson; have to retire

cause I touched a live wire, now my shit's on fire

I travel in the name of Allah

Won't be a fallin star for no hooker in a bra, that's dead

You won't, roll me out, on a stretcher

cause my second head, led my first head into bed

So baby gets to steppin, be gone

'Fore you nigga make a move like that

just make sure you put a rubber on

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