"You Got No Time to Play" lyrics
Every day I see your face, but I don't know what to say
You're so kind and you're so fine, but you got no time to play
You're grown up, you've been through stuff
And you're sick and tired of games
No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Been checkin' you out daily
Thinkin' one day, maybe, I can make you my lady
But you're so pure and mature, you've played these games before
You look for so much more
You refuse to lose again, don't wanna get with
A dude who booze with friends, then want a quick hit
And if it ain't commitment, you'd rather chill
You got your kids, got your house, have your bills
So no time for lame excuses
And definitely you don't want a man who's abusive
Someone exclusive to live your life with
There's a piece of your puzzle missin', I think I might fit
And I think you'll like it; and since we both work the night shift
We oughta dip off right quick
Do lunch, screw hunch, or whatever you want
I don't wanna ask for too much, but
Every day I see your face, but I don't know what to say
You're so kind and you're so fine, but you got no time to play
You're grown up, you've been through stuff
And you're sick and tired of games
No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
You're off on the weekends, maybe we can
Sit by the fireplace and bust a couple of Key' cans
Play some old vinyl, Commodores, Lionel
Put it in your spinal; I'm a whore, I know
I'm just serious, so curious, ain't nobody here but us, so
Let's hug a little, snug a little, baby, let me rub the middle
Maybe it's not the right time nor the place
We oughta not let our right emotions go to waste
Let's slow the pace down
There's a lot of places to go in H-town
Or we can jump on a ship, go on a plane, hurricane season
Even in the snow or the rain
And everywhere we go, they'll know I'm your man
But you won't give me the time of day
Oh, what a shame
Every day I see your face, but I don't know what to say
You're so kind and you're so fine, but you got no time to play
You're grown up, you've been through stuff
And you're sick and tired of games
No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
You're so kind and you're so fine, but you got no time to play
You're grown up, you've been through stuff
And you're sick and tired of games
No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Been checkin' you out daily
Thinkin' one day, maybe, I can make you my lady
But you're so pure and mature, you've played these games before
You look for so much more
You refuse to lose again, don't wanna get with
A dude who booze with friends, then want a quick hit
And if it ain't commitment, you'd rather chill
You got your kids, got your house, have your bills
So no time for lame excuses
And definitely you don't want a man who's abusive
Someone exclusive to live your life with
There's a piece of your puzzle missin', I think I might fit
And I think you'll like it; and since we both work the night shift
We oughta dip off right quick
Do lunch, screw hunch, or whatever you want
I don't wanna ask for too much, but
Every day I see your face, but I don't know what to say
You're so kind and you're so fine, but you got no time to play
You're grown up, you've been through stuff
And you're sick and tired of games
No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
You're off on the weekends, maybe we can
Sit by the fireplace and bust a couple of Key' cans
Play some old vinyl, Commodores, Lionel
Put it in your spinal; I'm a whore, I know
I'm just serious, so curious, ain't nobody here but us, so
Let's hug a little, snug a little, baby, let me rub the middle
Maybe it's not the right time nor the place
We oughta not let our right emotions go to waste
Let's slow the pace down
There's a lot of places to go in H-town
Or we can jump on a ship, go on a plane, hurricane season
Even in the snow or the rain
And everywhere we go, they'll know I'm your man
But you won't give me the time of day
Oh, what a shame
Every day I see your face, but I don't know what to say
You're so kind and you're so fine, but you got no time to play
You're grown up, you've been through stuff
And you're sick and tired of games
No rollercoaster, get closer, come and ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Ride my thang
Writer(s): Robert McQueen, Devin C Copeland
