Time Doesn't Stop

[Verse One: Jakki The Motamouth] All y'all bitches Chickens It's this Nigga that'll give your ass dick then dip quick If I come off nice guy it's an act Cause nice guy is tryin' to get your ass in the sack And trust to death I crush the best You don't believe ask the broads that I fucked then left And best believe kiddies, I get sluts It's funny, homos/feminists don't like what I say but still give me dick sucks Yeah homie, I'm rude I respect my nigga Snoop when he say "He don't love the hoes", but I do Matter of fact I got 10 that I love now Six of 'em in Jacksonville, four of 'em in Bus Town I'll lapse these niggas that's holdin' these broads Go to work I'm right at the back do' when he gone Now, any cat that wanna fight against Jakk Get ya life right with Christ cause your life will get snatched With your wife, she'll get waxed I don't care who the husband is Fuck without the condom and she'll bare your muhfuckin' kids Without the blood test how you gonna prove it's mine? She'll be lyin' to you like, "Damn it boo he has your eyes." And your ass is blind Go to banks, put the money in the case Gettin' robbed with a plastic nine See what I charge? You say it's just a screwdriver, but it's also the key to your car See ya tomorrow Put your whole evening in sorrow If she won't let me have it, best believe I'mma borrow Homie, I'm a real MC Smile at these funny dudes I listen to lyrics I don't care about your .22 I will key your car Call me a "hater" and I'll accept that title Eat your broad, call me and take her You pissed off cause I'm charming but later Your bitch cross cause my dick raw This broad stall me, I'll rape her with no question Throw them lame threats I'm that same vet You collide with me you will feel like you was in a train wreck And your girly with you still cause she ain' heard my game yet Let her loose around me homie, you will get your dame checked I'm the hottest shit Grimy with a lot of lip If I spot your chick she eye me dawg, I got your bitch You gon' do what? You talkin' too much I thinkin' female sheep testicles, ewe/you nuts [Hook: Copywrite] You're makin' what? We're at our shows tryin' to cake it up Makin' cuts, just goin' to sleep while y'all are wakin' up Yeah, I'm on my grind cousin (Grind cousin) Time doesn't stop I'm on my grind cousin, fuck a clock [Verse Two: Copywrite] Dedicated to outlaws who move out soft With New Year's resolutions and are tryin' to get a few pounds off And petty thieves with heavy dreams but only penny schemes Who make a fiend believe a methamphetamine is anything So if you're clean, what I write will offend ya Cause I don't rap for anyone with a clean record Unless they're a vinyl collector I'm not thugged out or gangster at all But after a few drinks of the tall, I'm anxious to brawl And as fuck as sluts, fuck every hoe, I don't trust any My girl said "Don't fall in love" she ain't say "Don't fuck any" I Love every straight edge 20 that let me plow her Minus any powder, keyless entry like an Eddie Bauer Plenty Sour, D for me it's "no" to these hoes You think I suffer from allergies so much blow in my nose Ask me I'm stingy All about me, wipe my ass with a Benji But smack a hoe if she ask for a penny [Hook]