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letra de toro (no time) (session edit) - juice wrld

[intro]
(murda on the beat, so it’s not nice)

[chorus: juice wrld]
go with your b-tch, she gon’ come (ooh, ayy)
pull a chopper out, they gon’ run (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for no dubs (ooh, ayy)
in the strip club, throwin’ dubs (ooh, ayy)
all the bad b-tches show me love (ooh, ayy)
got a cabinet filled with drugs (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for no dubs (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for her love (ooh, ayy)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
i don’t got no time, i’m gon’ tote my 9
transform to a chopper, call that b-tch optimus prime
you gon’ need a doctor if you f-ck with me and mine
you don’t want no problems, b-tch
my gun sing like the opera, b-tch
money like i’m oprah, b-tch
thought i f-ckin’ told you, b-tch
you’ll get cranked like soulja, b-tch
f-ck you, then it’s over with
everything but sober, b-tch
union like a soviet
life’s a gamble, i don’t scramblе
i risk all my poker chips
40 blow you out like candles
you don’t want no smokе, lil b-tch
lol, you a joke, lil b-tch
i’m a rich n-gga, you a broke lil b-tch
run up on me, you’ll get poked, lil b-tch
big guns i’m gon’ tote, lil b-tch
my d-ck in her throat, lil b-tch
best believe she choke a bit
all of my n-ggas they ballin’, they swishin’
calvin cambridge
pull up on him with my clip, it’s extended
f-ck n-gga anxious
[chorus: juice wrld]
go with your b-tch, she gon’ come (ooh, ayy)
pull a choppa out, they gon’ run (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for no dubs (ooh, ayy)
in the strip club, throwin’ dubs (ooh, ayy)
all the bad b-tches show me love (ooh, ayy)
got a cabinet filled with drugs (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for no dubs (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for her love (ooh, ayy)

[verse 2: d savage]
i don’t got no time for her love
baby, i’m too f-cked up off these drugs
in the club throwin’ dubs
got the chopper and my n-ggas in the club
i’m so high, might blast off
steal your sh-t and skrrt off
gas pack cookies what i’m smokin’ on
i pour up a 4 for my n-ggas
i think i got mud in my liver
on the block rollin’ a backwood
’cause we do not f-ck with no swishers

[chorus: juice wrld]
go with your b-tch, she gon’ come (ooh, ayy)
pull a choppa out, they gon’ run (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for no dubs (ooh, ayy)
in the strip club, throwin’ dubs (ooh, ayy)
all the bad b-tches show me love (ooh, ayy)
got a cabinet filled with drugs (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for no dubs (ooh, ayy)
i don’t got no time for her love (ooh, ayy)
[verse 3: juice wrld]
put you in a shocker when i shoot you with my glock-er
i’m on top, getting top from this b-tch, talk too much
run up on me, shut you up
told you i don’t give no f-cks
he wanna fight, size him up
he wanna fight, light him up
imma have bro liftin’ him up, uh, i never p-ssed in a cup
(imma have bro liftin’ him up, uh, i never p-ssed in a cup)

- juice wrld

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