Save your sin for someone else Oh, oh, oh, not for me I ain't your mama I ain't your priest I got no time to waste on your saving grace So, get up off your knees please I ain't whiskey in a bottle, I won't let you forget No shot of Novocaine

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side How many times? Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down Get down, get down How many times I gotta? Light another for the bitches

I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me That your daddy's gonna take us in, baby, take care of me Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a

You've pushed me one too many times It's not that complicated and you ain't gotta believe They'll put me down in a hole before I let you succeed I've never been complacent, I can't afford to be I know you think you're special but you ain't nothin' I'm

You take me to the edge of heaven One last time might be forever I ain't got no more worries Loving you takes such courage But don't worry baby Tell me that my soul's forgiven It's just a matter of time before my heart is Looking for a home Hide your

I'mma run up on you You ain't gotta wait for it I'll admit I'm wrong when I know that you gon' come for me When you gon' come for me, yeah Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin' is drugs to me When you gon' come to me, yeah And every time you hit my

Running from my heart Hate to go so soon This has to be the end You won't see me again The far side of the moon Get away from me Wish that I could hear this Ain't got time for your nonsense Don't wanna hear you speak

Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby

When I was down you had a lot to say You should mind your business and walk away Talk about me trying to find a way To spread yo shit 'round town I ain't really got time for you With all that ignorant shit you do Niggas need money and I do too That's why

You ain't the one for me, baby You ain't got shit I need, bitch You want me to take my time with you Well maybe I'm not your speed, bitch Maybe I'm out your league, bitch You ain't even got no cheese, bitch Maybe I'm just too G for you Or maybe I'm just