Grand Puba - Don't Waste My Time Lyrics
[puba]Yeah, uhhAlamo productions proudly presentsA head-banger, checkChorus: repeat 2xLook at that sexy mamaShe sho likes to grindLook at that sexy ladyPlease dont waste my time[puba]Ima tell you now that girls just aint rightLet me tell you bout this episode I had last nightI takes me a shower then I grabs a quick biteThen I called doogie love to find out the kronkite, dig itSomethins goin on -- an industry party downtownIm comin to get ya nigga so, listen for the hornBefore we hit the location, gotta pick up alamoAnd get a bag of situation, now we downtownFour blocks from the spot, time to park the carHonies outside, knowin who to give ?But you know how niggaz from the projects areFree drinks til ten, yo money, wheres the *****in bar?Honies all creamed out types and all lookin cuteMe and doogie same ol low-top baggy jeans and bootsBody bangin, tits hangin, while we profilinMe and ali mad geeked off long islandUhh! picture that, but then it dawned on me blackHoney set them traps, thats why tyson was where he was atThey want you for your name and fame, quick to get butt*****When you play em out, they run and said you tried to take itThats why I dont talk to those, who like to pose in videosWith no clothes, and groupies at showsCause I know whats goin on, you wont catch me in the wrongDont even try it baby, dig itChorus[puba]Well times is gettin drastic, time to pack the plasticSlide up in the wrong one, youll end up in the casketNo not me, Im more careful seeI make sho I cant catch that old hivBut I tell you entertainment is some shitThese groupie girls are sickDo most anything so they can get pickedTo come to your, room, smoke a little, boomHear a little tune, after that, zoom zoom!No thanks, Im only here for the bankAnd ima tell you point blank, wont let my dick walk the plankI hate to bust your bubble, so be out, on the doubleCause I know how you groupies are, and I dont want no troubleSo give me my cash and Ill pass on that assWhen it comes to hittin ass, on the road, Ill just fastBut dont you talk about skins all the time?Baby not all the time, but, when I do talk about skins, they mineI refuse to go out, like magic johnson; have to retireCause I touched a live wire, now my shits on fireI travel in the name of allahWont be a fallin star for no hooker in a bra, thats deadYou wont, roll me out, on a stretcherCause my second head, led my first head into bedSo baby gets to steppin, be gonefore you nigga make a move like thatJust make sure you put a rubber onChorus
