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Correct Overtime Lyrics
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Ooh, woah Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man they say And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an apperance A weekend in Paris So I'll wait till my face numb I'm on (rackin' up the blue chips) I'm on (always focused on a new bitch) I'm on (better off with yo bitch) I'm on (You can catch me right off Cactus) I'm on Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time Can I hit it like it's all mine? Yeah Do you need a little more time? Mmm Pick you up in a new ride, yeah I could hook you up with a new life Haha, yeah Things he can't do, ayy I make dreams come true, ayy I could get you in the mood, ayy Ooo Ooo, ayy You know what to do, ayy Baby make the mood, ayy Is she yours or mine? I wish I knew, ayy Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man they say And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an apperance A weekend in Paris So I'll wait till my face numb I'm on (8 milli for the crib, would you feel, would you feel me) I'm on (8 milli for the crib, would you feel, would you feel me) I'm on (8 milli for the crib, would you feel, would you feel me) I'm on (8 milli for the crib, would you feel, would you feel me) Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man they say And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an apperance A weekend in Paris So I'll wait till my face numb I'm on I'm on I'm on I'm on I'm on
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