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Max B – Take My Time lyrics
[Intro]
Couture
This such a classic
Don Clooney, what's good?
We ain't finished, baby, just go, yeah
[Verse 1]
Take a swig, light up a blunt
Soon as I'm comin' down, do another one
Dancin' 'til the sun come up
Overlookin' the city all night
Baby, I'm feelin' alright
Mama hold tight, let me getcha ear
You're about to hear, we sway
Baby, won't you come over? Come here
Got Paul couture (Paul), got Chloe couture (Baby)
Played with Juicy Couture, they loosey goose with the ball, man
Special shout to the rest of my babies
See, it's a blessin' you're here, I could've left in the 80's
All my nephews and nieces, all the rest of the babies (Yeah)
That nigga crazy, cuz is mad shady
I got the word, niggas tried to play me
Me and Clooney on a call, numbers mad crazy
These record labels becoming mad crazy
Then started stressing, another bad day, damn
[Chorus]
Baby, you don't know what you do to me
See I just need to take my time
All the fame, all the women
It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)
Now it's money on my mind
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I wake every day and I give thanks (Thanks)
My niggas meet at the table, we sip drinks (Drinks)
And dank (Dank), money in the bank
If baby say she could swim, honey can't sink, yeah
I got her mink and it's a chinchilla (Chilla?)
To hell wit' fema, shit is Hiroshima
You ain't think this shit is real, I'll make you a believer (A believer, nigga)
I'ma defeat 'em, love 'em, never beat 'em (Never)
Unleash a coupe, call her three-seater, bigga
We get the point, lit a couple joints
You see, every now and then, I get to prove a point
Like my leather so soft, her butt is so moist
Plus she said she like my voice and I ain't gotta choice
This a, a win-win, nigga, get the gin
Said she like a nigga rims, let's take 'em for a spin (Uh-uh)
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin, ow
[Chorus]
Baby, you don't know what you do to me
See, I just need to take my time
All the fame, all the women
It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)
Now it's money on my mind (Yeah)
I just love the feel of a woman's touch
And I'll just love to go on a ride
I swear, I don't care if they notice me
I just wanted peace of mind
Yeah
Couture
This such a classic
Don Clooney, what's good?
We ain't finished, baby, just go, yeah
[Verse 1]
Take a swig, light up a blunt
Soon as I'm comin' down, do another one
Dancin' 'til the sun come up
Overlookin' the city all night
Baby, I'm feelin' alright
Mama hold tight, let me getcha ear
You're about to hear, we sway
Baby, won't you come over? Come here
Got Paul couture (Paul), got Chloe couture (Baby)
Played with Juicy Couture, they loosey goose with the ball, man
Special shout to the rest of my babies
See, it's a blessin' you're here, I could've left in the 80's
All my nephews and nieces, all the rest of the babies (Yeah)
That nigga crazy, cuz is mad shady
I got the word, niggas tried to play me
Me and Clooney on a call, numbers mad crazy
These record labels becoming mad crazy
Then started stressing, another bad day, damn
[Chorus]
Baby, you don't know what you do to me
See I just need to take my time
All the fame, all the women
It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)
Now it's money on my mind
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I wake every day and I give thanks (Thanks)
My niggas meet at the table, we sip drinks (Drinks)
And dank (Dank), money in the bank
If baby say she could swim, honey can't sink, yeah
I got her mink and it's a chinchilla (Chilla?)
To hell wit' fema, shit is Hiroshima
You ain't think this shit is real, I'll make you a believer (A believer, nigga)
I'ma defeat 'em, love 'em, never beat 'em (Never)
Unleash a coupe, call her three-seater, bigga
We get the point, lit a couple joints
You see, every now and then, I get to prove a point
Like my leather so soft, her butt is so moist
Plus she said she like my voice and I ain't gotta choice
This a, a win-win, nigga, get the gin
Said she like a nigga rims, let's take 'em for a spin (Uh-uh)
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin, ow
[Chorus]
Baby, you don't know what you do to me
See, I just need to take my time
All the fame, all the women
It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)
Now it's money on my mind (Yeah)
I just love the feel of a woman's touch
And I'll just love to go on a ride
I swear, I don't care if they notice me
I just wanted peace of mind
Yeah
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