Yeah, I was buyin' a drink last night
I saw you across the room
That was you at the bar, right?
Sippin' the champagne?
Or was that Chardonnay?
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime (You got downtime)
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime (You got downtime)
Girl, you know it's all the time you have
You get mad when I look at your girl's ass
She stand in front of me just on purpose
She got her black spandex on
And it's showin' her camel-toe
She got boots on, the bitch think she Rick James
The motherfucker is crazy, yeah
Now you got to handle
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime (You got downtime)
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime (You got downtime)
Oh, yeah, baby, you got downtime
You blowin' your mind, you blowin' your own goddamn mind
G-strings, I see you're thong, girl, girl, girl
You say you're fly
You got mascara over your eyes
And under the weave is an afro
So long, long, long, long, long, long, long, baby
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime (You got downtime)
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime (You got downtime)
You got downtime, worried about mine
You goin' outside, you blowin' your mind
You cryin' and cryin'
You got downtime
Downtime
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