Make Time 4 Me

Lyrics

[Intro] The following message has not been heard. First unheard message Hey Daddy, um.. I was just calling, I know ya busy, you know.. out there.. doing what you got to do, but I don't even need to go shopping, I don't even need the Louis bag, I don't even need anything. I just... I just want you to make time for me. That's all... just make time for me La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la laaa.. just make time for me... ah-oooooo [Verse 1] You ain't gotta trip, Imma keep you in the latest C When I go OT, give me a kiss and just pray for me You already know I'm coming back with stacks We goin' shoppin' tomorrow, we gon' tear down Sachs I gotta keep wifey icey, Imma flood you with ice, hit the mall, hand you a load, bae whatevеr you like I know I'm always on the road, alway sellin' bows, but what can I say this thе life that I chose I gotta take trips, all I know is flips, I love stacking my bread and swooping up chips Every time I leave, I know you miss me when I'm gone, but Imma see you soon girl 'Kiss Me Thru The Phone' I got a zip left and about a hundred eighties, you got a hustler girl, you know I ain't lazy When I touch down, we at the Western going crazy, I know you ain't shady, you will always be my lady, c'mon [Chorus] Boy, you always in the streets, getting money I understand what you got to do Just make time for me, ah-ooooo Boy, you always in the streets, getting money I understand what you got to do Just make time for me, ah-ooooo (They say money ain't important, love is, but fortunately, I love money extra!) [Verse 2] I leave the crib and I'm straight to where the money at You know a nigga can't wait when it come to that The shit you love girl you wouldn't have none of that, if I wasn't in the streets and ain't have a bag coming back You tryna argue, well call back another time, you think I'm cheating, but it's money on the other line If I don't get it, then somebody else will Got you walking in shoes that can't nobody else fill Sayin' you stressed out, you ain't had a good sleep But you can rest now, I done had a good week And when I get there, that is when we talk about it Right now it's money on the floor, you fuckin' up my counter I know you need QT, I see you care for me, don't trip on a nigga, just say a prayer for me And let's hope that it last long, this ain't tap phone, and I'll be home soon as the bag gone [Chorus] Boy, you always in the streets, getting money I understand what you got to do Just make time for me, ah-ooooo Boy, you always in the streets, getting money I understand what you got to do Just make time for me, ah-ooooo [Verse 3] I be out in these streets, she be at home In the middle of sales, she be blowin' up my phone She cook a nigga food, but it always get cold 'Cause I got a lot work that just gotta get sold Believe me baby girl, if I was set for life, I'd be at the crib with you, girl, holding you tight Fuck you in the marble shower, then grab us a bite Go to P-Ups or Benny's, shit whatever you like You know I got money, but to me it ain't enough That's why I'm out daily droppin' off and picking up Breakin' down bigs, baggin' all the cookies up Just stick by my side, and don't give my pussy up If you want it, Imma cash it, just let a nigga know Could you stay when I got caught with that nappy ass hoe All your friends hatin', tell them hoes "Motherfuck them," 'cause they fuckin' with them bustas, girl you fuckin' with a hustler [Chorus] Boy, you always in the streets, getting money I understand what you got to do Just make time for me, ah-ooooo Boy, you always in the streets, getting money I understand what you got to do Just make time for me, ah-ooooo [Outro] La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la laaa.. just make time for me... Ah-oooooo