Tekst:
Don Williams It S About Time

one's gonna hurt you anymore. Oh, it's about time, you've been drivin' me crazy Wonderin' if your love for me would ever come around. Oh, it's about time

one's gonna hurt you anymore. Oh, it's about time, you've been drivin' me crazy Wonderin' if your love for me would ever come around. Oh, it's about time

dipper, wrist glitter nigga Hold up love Every time you see Jigga man I'm rollin' on dubs Don't forget about them blades shit choppin' it up It's the

a job pourin tar up on da roof. Dat boy had it hard, no fasad it's da truth, So now when I menage and get massaged it's da proof. Proof's in da pudding

singing, anything So I think it's about time for us To give unto the lord It's time to make that change And we gotta do it now That's right Because the

A&R or whoever's in Charge, it surely ain't Charles but you ain't G-in hip-hop, cause it's ours "Gimme a pound, thank you man" -- Tim Dog (repeat 4X) It's

I wanna tell the world, the truth about me {It is now gallow time, all inmates are asked To get on your assigned bunks And remain there until count time is made, count time Olden, Williams

Yay's temperament And we holding them K's that's why homie won't age Isn't it that Tony's enraged, they throw him in cages But now my nigga's loose

me by my alias, it's ? Find me with your bitch my dick out - with a mouth on it Take her round the corner a couple times - put some miles on it! [scream