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letra de next time - dakingsean

[intro]
it’s dakingsean back again for another one (brrrah) (woo)

t2 made that

[chorus]
if i don’t get the bag this time then i’ma get it next time (next time)
next time (next time)
i’ll put that on all my slime (my slime)
i’ma get these millis and them billis
all on my time, my time, my time (my time)
my time (my time)
my time, my time, my time
you won’t ever catch me stopping ’til a motherf-cker flatline
get it next time (next time)
next time (next time)
if there is a next time
this is my prime time, my prime time, my prime time, prime time, prime time, prime time
grind don’t stop i’m balling in the mean time, getting me time and i got this sh-t on lock like you could say hashtag free me time, uh (wait)

[verse 1]
i started lil b-tch (aye)
sit your ass down
and pay close attention (b-tch)
pardon me b-tch (whoa)
i’m aiming at you
just like mention (like that)
hush ya self now (sh)
the lion is speaking
the king is now back (daking)
and we ready for actions we line up attacks (cl!ck-clack)
and the odds in our favor there’s no holding back (b-tch)
uh
i do not-i do not ride the wave
it’s money i crave
and big bands is my fave
pockets deep as a cave
pockets deep as a grave
money growing you shave
if you bleed then behave
or your rights will be waived
if you try to be brave
and you will catch a fade (bah)
please don’t beg i won’t save
please don’t beg i won’t cave
but please pardon my stay
but i’m ending your stay
i don’t mind the decay
your a dog i’m a stray (roof)
yeah you sit and you stay
yeah you fetch and you play
yeah your life a cliché
and your hip do not hop
so that sh-t just hooray
please don’t ever betray
i make atheist pray
and this b-tch on her knees
and she do what i say
lil boy we don’t play
lil boy you a tool
so do not act a fool
i’ll smoke you like a juul
or i’ll take you to school
and show why i rule (woo)
p-pardon me (pardon me)
i got new pots to p-ss in (p-ss in)
i got my scars new stitches (stitches)
i am the greatness you witness (witness)
n64 to the switches (switches)
p-pardon me (pardon me)
i got new pots to p-ss in (p-ss in)
i got my scars new stitches (stitches)
i am the greatness you witness (witness)
n64 to the switches (switches)

[pre-chorus]
(we gone get it) next time
next time
like i got a deadline (deadline)
like my crown will not shine (okay)
up on my shrine (okay)
ask my tech nine (okay)
cuz she so fine (okay)
she so divine (okay)
and she top line (okay)
yeah she grind (okay)
but says no peace sign (okay)
you don’t know this this time (okay)
then you will learn it next time (next time)
[chorus]
next time (next time)
next time (next time)
i’ll put that on all my slime (my slime)
i’ma get these millis and them billis
all on my time, my time, my time (my time)
my time (my time)
my time, my time, my time
you won’t ever catch me stopping ’til a motherf-cker flatline
get it next time (next time)
next time (next time)
if there is a next time
this is my prime time, my prime time, my prime time, prime time, prime time, prime time
grind don’t stop i’m balling in the mean time, getting me time and i got this sh-t on lock like you could say hashtag free me time, uh (wait)

[bridge]
bad b-tch-bad b-tch on me (uh)
giving me brain like i am zombie (uh)
her head is k!ller (yuh)
now she dancing on me this is why i love thriller (yuh)
she touch herself like mj (ooh)
then dribble my b-lls like mj (ooh)
i’m balling like my head will shine
but i will not hit it ’til next time (next time)

[verse 2]
now she offer me head
until my soul is dead
until some tears are shed
in the comfiest bed
yeah this b-tch just got fed
cuz she wanted some bread
yeah i said what i said
and that’s right where it lead
and that’s right why i lead
beating ass like i’m creed
cuz yes you are my son
so that makes you my seed
just watch i’ll do the deed
and it’s while you in court
it is guilty you plead
and i would like to mention
while i have your attention
please face this direction
as i share a reflection
i’m making progression
least through my perception
i have a confession
it’s not an obsession
but do crave perfection
and may have depression
and also aggression
life’s out my possession
may need resurrections
from lack of connection
and a fear of rejection
of a rapping profession
do you have a question?

[outro]
no?
no questions? (that is it)
ight den (that’s f-cking it)
it’s king time

- dakingsean

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