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Intro: Nico Spring
Ayyyy, yeah
Verse 1: Nico Spring
Yeah, I take my time with my dime, man
She got me hard like a diamond
Kill that pussy like a slime, kid
You a rookie, I'm a veteran
Nico Spring, I'm the finest
I ain't gotta wine and dine shit
I just find me a down chick
And I'm leaving with a fine bitch
Now she want it all the time, yeah
I told your ass, muhfuck, I'm sick
Told me, yeah, let's get it in
I don't even talk, I just fucking hit
Chorus: Nico Spring
Take my time with my dime
But I ain't playin' 'round when I fuck her, ayy
I spit a rhyme to my dime
And she go down, I ain't droppin' my dime, ayy
I'm a fuck her till she can't move
Couplе more rounds lights off in the bedroom
Fucking all night, off top
Bеt your bitch still wishin' that I fuck her, ayy
Bet your bitch still wishin' that I fuck her, ayy
Verse 2: Nico Spring
Never makin time for a sucka doe
Only fuck a dime, never touch a hoe
Check out my rhymes, never trust a hoe
Look in my eyes, you a fucking hoe
L&G, we back for the re-up
Hoes down, keep my G's up
Still down for my team, brodie
Don't be mad when your bitch try to fuck us
Man she never got it like this, son
Man your shawty tryna suck my dick, son
Man your shawty ain't shit, son
Dime pieces is all I fuck with, son
Chorus: Nico Spring
Take my time with my dime
But I ain't playin' 'round when I fuck her, ayy
I spit a rhyme to my dime
And she go down, I ain't droppin' my dime, ayy
I'm a fuck her till she can't move
Couple more rounds lights off in the bedroom
Fucking all night, off top
Bet your bitch still wishin' that I fuck her, ayy
Bet your bitch still wishin' that I fuck her, ayy
Verse 3: C Buck
I never want the public, but the fame got me
No woes, just gains, man, she feelin' all my energy
Kinetically, voice, got you focused, it's embedded in me
Nothing else but a pitch or tone, remedy
To let myself speak freely
Jesus is my savior
But my high got me heavenly
I'm smokin' on my tongue, clear my thoughts, let that paper bleed
Makin' sure my ideas are comprehensive until you hate us
The latest, no time to waste, I can choose my gators
Like Kobe to the Lakers, we gonna go major
Eyes blown, laid back safari
To a coupe, what's this shit to a 'rarri
Chorus: Nico Spring
Take my time with my dime
But I ain't playin' 'round when I fuck her, ayy
I spit a rhyme to my dime
And she go down, I ain't droppin' my dime, ayy
I'm a fuck her till she can't move
Couple more rounds lights off in the bedroom
Fucking all night, off top
Bet your bitch still wishin' that I fuck her, ayy
Bet your bitch still wishin' that I fuck her, ayy
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