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JessB - Time Out Lyrics




HOOK
I be going hard till its time out I just wana work I just wana grind out I just wana shine like a light house I just wana rep for my home town

VERSE 1 JessB
Shorty wana ride out, wipe out, lights out U looking for the one, we gonna find out Shorty I'm a rider, red hot, right now I got a screw loose, never wind down watching from the top, I won't climb down see me flex, they wana poke an eye out Steppin on necks, so they lie down 10 toes up that's a strike out check the specs, you standing next to the best I don't check the rest, cuz I'm collecting cheques Yeah, me big bold bitches better come correct...Lotta lips moving, say it with your chest

HOOK
I be going hard till its time out I just wana work I just wana grind out I just wana shine like a light house I just wana rep for my home town

VERSE 2 JessB
Make like a plumber, baby pipe down lotta fruity bitches looking dried outrolling with the team till its time out And if he acting up that's a time out ABC on my BDE Yeah, I know you looked twice when you walked past meThis might just be fate, got a lot up on my plateI got a spot you can come to if you nasty Full speed to ya lemme lemme get that put in time for the work, lemme lemme get that too good make you blah blah, and I don't take chances, you can betty bet that moving through the low cloud, flown out, touch down make a shorty sing like Motown Everywhere I go yeah, shut down, Buss down If you show up ima show out

VERSE 3 Abdul Kay
Yeah yeah, I just wana turn up Tell the DJ make sure that it's turnt up Yeah, till the roof till it burns up They ain't wana dance , but they ran when they heard us Whatchu shaking that ass forIf you ain't tryna bring it over to the dance floor But you ain't gotta do a thing, if you don't wana do a thingCuz baby that's yours The choice is there, all of my boys preparedMy voice is rare, you love it I ain't going back and forth, coming for the bag of course I'm back I want it Hands on the wheel , I skrrt past them I don't feel a thing, no hurt that's them Ain't nobody better with the words I swearI blaze that mic, I work that pen
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HOOK
I be going hard till its time out I just wana work I just wana grind out I just wana shine like a light house I just wana rep for my home town

VERSE 1 JessB
Shorty wana ride out, wipe out, lights out U looking for the one, we gonna find out Shorty I'm a rider, red hot, right now I got a screw loose, never wind down watching from the top, I won't climb down see me flex, they wana poke an eye out Steppin on necks, so they lie down 10 toes up that's a strike out check the specs, you standing next to the best I don't check the rest, cuz I'm collecting cheques Yeah, me big bold bitches better come correct...Lotta lips moving, say it with your chest

HOOK
I be going hard till its time out I just wana work I just wana grind out I just wana shine like a light house I just wana rep for my home town

VERSE 2 JessB
Make like a plumber, baby pipe down lotta fruity bitches looking dried outrolling with the team till its time out And if he acting up that's a time out ABC on my BDE Yeah, I know you looked twice when you walked past meThis might just be fate, got a lot up on my plateI got a spot you can come to if you nasty Full speed to ya lemme lemme get that put in time for the work, lemme lemme get that too good make you blah blah, and I don't take chances, you can betty bet that moving through the low cloud, flown out, touch down make a shorty sing like Motown Everywhere I go yeah, shut down, Buss down If you show up ima show out

VERSE 3 Abdul Kay
Yeah yeah, I just wana turn up Tell the DJ make sure that it's turnt up Yeah, till the roof till it burns up They ain't wana dance , but they ran when they heard us Whatchu shaking that ass forIf you ain't tryna bring it over to the dance floor But you ain't gotta do a thing, if you don't wana do a thingCuz baby that's yours The choice is there, all of my boys preparedMy voice is rare, you love it I ain't going back and forth, coming for the bag of course I'm back I want it Hands on the wheel , I skrrt past them I don't feel a thing, no hurt that's them Ain't nobody better with the words I swearI blaze that mic, I work that pen
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Writer: ABDUL KEZO, FRANO JAY HUETT, JESSICA BOURKE, SOLO FIFITA TOHI
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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