LOOK AT THE TIME Songtext
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LOOK AT THE TIME Songtext
Yeah, yeah, yeah[?]
First tech, yeah
Ru on the beat
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I′m gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I'm gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space
Didn′t grow up in a safe hood
Didn't have no good father
Didn't grow up in the same hood
But the story had a same author
Then I heard about the clean water
All I wanted was a clean water
Heard that from Seen Carter
I mean Sean Carter
I mean Godfather
I mean more permanent than a black marker
On a white school board
Or a light skinned girl with the bouncy curls
Get her puss so wet
Bring her bouncy roll and a sponge
(God damn that′s wet)
Take a dip up in the river we can really have fun
Backstroke, breath stroke, more with the tongue
Hi-hat flow with a nice snare drum
Say hi-hat flow with a hook on the run
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I′m gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I'm gonna need my start bitch
(Huh) Gimme my space
Measure Juno
Black planet, black space
(I′m trying to leave the Earth and this world is a rat race)
I'm going to Pluto
(I walk my poodle, ruled the street though[?])
What do we know
Nigga, what do we know (we know, we know, we know)
Sitting in the world like a corn-a-cob
Kernel pop′d
Heartbreak beats, but still born to rob
Pulled through, rose stones when i fornicat'
Pulling up, blowing horns in a foreign drive (yeah)
Dream machine like an orange pop
Pop-up ground hogs, kinda tour′d a lot
Shit all my thoughts in a port-a-pop
Podcast, dreamcast, all a load of God
(Thank Jesus) I got 'em questioning me like religiously
(Are you questioning me right now)
Is is a game and I'm fetchin′ to killing
I′m killing shit call me da Riddick
How did I do it so easy it doesn't look cuzzin′ girl holding my milkshake
I trip out on the way to the moon, have a nice trip man
Miss Frizzin' the field trip
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I′m gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space (1, 2, 3)
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I'm gonna need my start bitch
(Huh) Gimme my space
Yeah, y-y-yeah
First tech, yeah
Ru on the beat
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I′m gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I'm gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space
Didn′t grow up in a safe hood
Didn't have no good father
Didn't grow up in the same hood
But the story had a same author
Then I heard about the clean water
All I wanted was a clean water
Heard that from Seen Carter
I mean Sean Carter
I mean Godfather
I mean more permanent than a black marker
On a white school board
Or a light skinned girl with the bouncy curls
Get her puss so wet
Bring her bouncy roll and a sponge
(God damn that′s wet)
Take a dip up in the river we can really have fun
Backstroke, breath stroke, more with the tongue
Hi-hat flow with a nice snare drum
Say hi-hat flow with a hook on the run
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I′m gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I'm gonna need my start bitch
(Huh) Gimme my space
Measure Juno
Black planet, black space
(I′m trying to leave the Earth and this world is a rat race)
I'm going to Pluto
(I walk my poodle, ruled the street though[?])
What do we know
Nigga, what do we know (we know, we know, we know)
Sitting in the world like a corn-a-cob
Kernel pop′d
Heartbreak beats, but still born to rob
Pulled through, rose stones when i fornicat'
Pulling up, blowing horns in a foreign drive (yeah)
Dream machine like an orange pop
Pop-up ground hogs, kinda tour′d a lot
Shit all my thoughts in a port-a-pop
Podcast, dreamcast, all a load of God
(Thank Jesus) I got 'em questioning me like religiously
(Are you questioning me right now)
Is is a game and I'm fetchin′ to killing
I′m killing shit call me da Riddick
How did I do it so easy it doesn't look cuzzin′ girl holding my milkshake
I trip out on the way to the moon, have a nice trip man
Miss Frizzin' the field trip
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I′m gonna need my start bitch
Gimme my space (1, 2, 3)
Look at the time
Look at the place
Rolling down Hollywood
All I see is space
All I see is stars
All I see is space
I'm gonna need my start bitch
(Huh) Gimme my space
Yeah, y-y-yeah
Writer(s): Jared Lee, Sheldon Young, Rudy Reynon, Ray Jacobs, Gerard Long Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
