James Cunningham - Hangtime

Yeah I gotta lot of hang time
She to fine
Breaking her spine with the pipe
You know it's mine
Caught you looking at me like you wanna fight
Then it's go time
Gotta run up on me like it's been time

I only spit dimes call me fine
You know in do time
I'm bout to spit acid on them like it's chance time
Gotta rolly on my hand it's half past right
I'm about to grow my hair out for some hang time

Yeah, we don't drink Hennessy
When it's passed to me I spill the drink and get her on the knees
Wide awake but it's all in due time everyone talking like they on time
This is my time, I Mack big bills and slick dimes now in due time she back it up on me
On me, she back it up on me

She back it up on me

Everyone speaking like they started the party
Bitches calling me naughty
They soggy, all used up, that's the wrong way,
Now She trying to ride my face
And now she on me she back it up on me
She trying to ride on my face
She trying to ride it my way
Fuck around and get trey wayed
Fuck around and get trey wayed Yeahhhhhh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yea yea yea yea yea

Written by:
James Cunningham

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