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No Time Video (MV)




Performed By: XTC
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Cole Stone




XTC - No Time Lyrics
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I don't got time for that no more, I don't got time for none
You bought her raffia, I bought her some lays
I stack up my chips that you spent on your main
I'm rocking all black, ain't talking about Bane
Had to hit Saks after I'm paid
On my collar Y-project
And my shoes is Marni
Soho I ran up a check
No, this is not Givenchy
All that bread you threw before, she spent back on me
Roll my dope then pour a four then I pop a GHB
Up on the ops, check the score
Yeah, I stay up in the lead
I don't got time for that no more, I don't got time for none
I be in my own bag, I be running on this guap
All she care about is dick, dick, dick
What is up?
I don't care about that shit, shit, shit
Where's the next drop?
I don't really got no time, I be Soho running it up
I just dropped a few bands, on a bag, know this Prada
Sike, f*ck Prada, bitch, this Chanel
Got your bitch on my dick, no kiss and tell
I be geeked, I be geeked out, I'm high as hell
Persian girl, I just hit not from Sicily
Forgiato's on the rims, I push the wheel
Forty-five on the rims, just took to go peel
Forty-five on the rims, just took took a pill
See, I don't got no time
I don't got no time
I don't got no time
I don't got time for that no more, I don't got time for none
I be in my own bag, I be running up this guap
All she care about is dick, dick, dick
What is up?
I don't care about that shit, shit, shit
Where's the next drop?
I don't really got no time, I be Soho running it up
I just dropped a few bands, on a bag, know this Prada
Sike, f*ck Prada, bitch, this Chanel
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I don't got time for that no more, I don't got time for none
You bought her raffia, I bought her some lays
I stack up my chips that you spent on your main
I'm rocking all black, ain't talking about Bane
Had to hit Saks after I'm paid
On my collar Y-project
And my shoes is Marni
Soho I ran up a check
No, this is not Givenchy
All that bread you threw before, she spent back on me
Roll my dope then pour a four then I pop a GHB
Up on the ops, check the score
Yeah, I stay up in the lead
I don't got time for that no more, I don't got time for none
I be in my own bag, I be running on this guap
All she care about is dick, dick, dick
What is up?
I don't care about that shit, shit, shit
Where's the next drop?
I don't really got no time, I be Soho running it up
I just dropped a few bands, on a bag, know this Prada
Sike, f*ck Prada, bitch, this Chanel
Got your bitch on my dick, no kiss and tell
I be geeked, I be geeked out, I'm high as hell
Persian girl, I just hit not from Sicily
Forgiato's on the rims, I push the wheel
Forty-five on the rims, just took to go peel
Forty-five on the rims, just took took a pill
See, I don't got no time
I don't got no time
I don't got no time
I don't got time for that no more, I don't got time for none
I be in my own bag, I be running up this guap
All she care about is dick, dick, dick
What is up?
I don't care about that shit, shit, shit
Where's the next drop?
I don't really got no time, I be Soho running it up
I just dropped a few bands, on a bag, know this Prada
Sike, f*ck Prada, bitch, this Chanel
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Writer: Cole Stone
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