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Da Brat

Runnin Outta Time

 

Runnin Outta Time

(album: Unrestricted - 2000)


[Kelly Price]
Hmm, wondering where you been, baby, baby

I've been wondering where you've been sleeping
(I wanna know, I wanna know)
We've been running out of time
Cause you wanna be creeping, pimping
(You've been running around creeping and pimping baby)
I've been sitting home alone at night
I've been crying (oh)
We've been running out of time
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)
Tired of your lying

[Da Brat]
Uh, uh
Really though how much time you think I got?
The clock is ticking, it's ticking away
You're slipping away fucking the honeys on the block stop
Cause if I gotta drop kick a ho, I'll kill her fa'sure
Let's stick around till the murderer curse
How you gonna creep with me and sleep with her?
At the moment in time, my vision must have been blurred
Cause I ain't think you deserve to lose the nerve for fools
Shit people were saying was absurd to me
But I certainly never thought you would take it to the degree
Of hurting me, purposely
We were supposed to be husband and wife
So I dedicated myself to you
Why? So you could keep a chick on the side
Cause if I sneak a dick on the side you looking to die
And booking me a ticket to Chi cause you choose to lie
I need a nigga with an attitude, maturative mind
Give me gratitude when I'm giving him shine
No matter who the bastard was I was passed his love
But he never ran fast enough
I'm a master at the craft cause I roll with some master thugs
Laughing as I pass you up
Should've told me that you wanted to get ass and fuck
I would've set it up so we all had some fun
You assist to get around
I'll be the aid and assist you to get out
Thank them hoes cause you're shit out of luck
And I don't regret what I spit out and bust
I'm sick and tired of you, us
I'm tired of sitting, crying and being alone
Nigga if you want to roam the streets then just let me be
There's a whole gang of niggas that wanna hit my sheets

[Kelly Price]
I've been wondering where you've been sleeping
(Come on baby yeah)
We've been running out of time
Cause you wanna be creeping, pimping
(I've been yeah)
I've been sitting home alone at night
I've been crying
(Not gonna cry no more, baby no)
We've been running out of time
Tired of your lying
(Yeah you've been lying, lying baby)

[Da Brat]
Shit all I ever did was wait and look out the window
And smoke me some endo
It drove me to drinking and getting bent mo'
Gave myself 100% more time to think
Was love designed to stink?
Repeatedly you lied to me
Told you to confide in me
Ain't nothing them other hoes could do
Cause I molded you
To fit properly was inside of me
When you're stroking them
You're thinking of riding me
And most of them hoping to slide with me
Cause I'm a ferocious hoe
When it comes to freaky shit the dopest
You had to blow this
It's all out of proportion and lost your focus
Wasting my time cause I'm just getting older
You're the reason I keep a chip on my shoulder
44 in the holster bulletproof vest under my clothes
I'm supposed to trust you
Every time I leave town I bust you, fuck you
The moaning and groaning
Led me to the pillow where you laid you head
Felt like I'd rather be dead instead
Went ahead followed the sound through the hallway
You said you'd always be true
But the neighbors say the bitch was there all day with you
That's why you ain't answered when I was paging you
I hit the door, you duck and dove
She tried to find her clothes
Y'all was dodging bullets holes together
You gonna stay with that broke hefer
You know who the So So Defest is
I ain't gotta show a motherfucker breastesses
To keep 'em interested in
You better recognize the good investment
From the West Side of Chi nigga

[Kelly Price]
(I've been)
I've been wondering where you've been sleeping
(Said I've been wondering where you've been)
(Wondering where you've been)
We've been running out of time
(We've been running, running out of time)
Cause you wanna be creeping, pimping
(Cause I'm tired of lies baby)
I've been sitting home alone at night
(Don't wanna be alone)
I've been crying
(Don't wanna be alone, no, no)
We've been running out of time
Tired of your lying (yeah)

[Kelly Price (Da Brat)]
(2000)
I've been wondering where you've been sleeping
(AP hit me on the trizzack, deuce, deuce ya know?)
We've been running out of time
Cause you wanna be creeping, pimping
I've been sitting home alone at night
I've been crying
We've been running out of time
Tired of your lying
You're outta time, you're outta time, you're outta time
(Whoo! And I'm running out of breath)

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