Theory - Raincheck

Baby I ain't mad at ya
Hit a few times I can make a bad habit of ya
I can make you reminisce on it, make you look back at it won't ya
Brain like neck I'm a give you all these jewels
Work hard hat and I'm bringing all my tools
Work that back now I'm giving you the moves
I'm finna clock in now here my time slot
Young money that get you I make your bed rock
I see you working that body that bitch in tip top
You see me working no breaks, look in the mirror
(Tic tock tic tock)
You on my time baby
(Non stop don't stop)
That ass is mine baby
Grinding on that body like I'm working on some benefits
I don't need incentives the way a nigga feelin it
Earning every dollar like the way a nigga digging in it
Girl I go to work I got bills to pay (Yours)
Need you to go to work like you hit the stage (Man)
Holla my name, you my moaner-Lisa Raye
You on my time baby (You on my time)
Got that on my mind baby (Got that on my mind)
Pencil me in baby (Pencil me in)
Fill in that slot baby (Fill in that slot)
Baby yeah

Listen
And it's alright with me if it's alright with you (it's alright, it's alright)
I'm a make you raincheck every single fucking thing you had to do
Listen, that my time baby
That your slot waiting
That my spot I'm fill in it (Aye, yeah)

And it's alright with me if its alright with you
I'm a make you raincheck every single fucking thing you had to do (Everything,everything)
That my time baby
That your spot baby
That my time baby

Written by:
Daniel Simmons

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