Keyshia Cole - Don't Waste My Time lyrics

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Keyshia Cole - Don't Waste My Time lyrics

[Produced by London on da Track] [Intro: Keyshia Cole] London on the track Can't kick it how we kick it We tell a trick to kick the rocks I see the bullsh** and I dismiss it I done been through a lot I done been around the block (?) try not to... [Hook: Keyshia Cole] Don't waste my time, I don't have it for you You blowin' mine, playin' with my mind So don't waste my time, cause I don't have it for you You blowin' mine, playin' with my mind Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhh [Verse 1: Young Thug] Oohhh, I can't think right Hurry up and move or you get snake bite If you snooze you lose but I might f** your wife You can call me Tom Cruise, I wanna wreck your life Wreck it, red coupe, spaghetti and I check it Oh yeah, we havin' more fun than Andreas All white attire like I'm at a weddin' And I just wanna be like Ox from Belly Ohhh you push me to the rim You know I'm your little baby I'm stackin' bread and it's wheat like Timbs f** a start, bae you know you wanna race but please [Hook: Keyshia Cole & Young Thug] Don't waste my time, I don't have it for you You blow in mine, playin' with my mind So don't waste my time, cause I don't have it for you You blow in mine, playin' with my mind Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhh Playin' with my mind [Verse 2: Keyshia Cole] How many times do I gotta give you Til you realize I'm the one I'm tired of playin' these games witcha baby Cause you'll never realize, no one will do you like I do Love you like I do And I'm so tired of the games Trying to throw me in my game, won't let you play with my [Hook: Keyshia Cole] Don't waste my time, I don't have it for you You blow in mine, playin' with my mind So don't waste my time, cause I don't have it for you You blow in mine, playin' with my mind Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhh Playin' with my mind [Verse 3: Young Thug] I won't ask her for a chance cause your heart cold These are little n***as, call 'em tadpoles You know I want that a** and mouth, so what you ask for? I spit 150 for 200 on her dash board Yeah, ride it fast like a Nascar You a peasant what you stand for I get dirty bands like a drug lord I got lots of spots like a tiger