Kwab A.K.A. Y.E.S! - Hard Time
Y.E.S. babyI ain’t got time for karate but I know you wanna kick it
I’m just trying to work your body heard you got that golden ticket
Tell her no to kissing when she smell like prohibition
But I was sipping she was drinking she tell me ain’t no difference
She fight and fuss acting tough till I had enough
She got the Midas touch we might just cut before the night is up
So why she wanna argue and give me a hard time?
It’s make up sex I love you's I give her that hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time, give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time, give her a hard time
Switching lanes and now we cruising clear
Say my name? She say my name that’s music to my ear
I’m one man band let me toot my own horn
And your ex played second fiddle that’s why he long gone
Every minute I’m in it I’m willing to kill it I give her the business I'm digging up in it I’m drilling she feel it
She like whoa slow down you moving too fast
Oh my bad she said cool just make sure that it last
And we get it on till she getting off
Then i came in like a wrecking ball
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time, give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time
Give her a hard time, give her a hard time
Written by:
Kwabena Sarkodieh
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