"Clockwork" lyrics
Can tell by ya tone, nobody home
Location disclosed and we gon' impose
Sent out the addy, left you exposed
Pulling up heavy with cops on patrol
We can't be tamed, she can't be saved
Came with the gang, look like a parade
Knowing our visits overstayed
Signs she do not indicate yeah
Ultraviolet the lights
Debutants need a vice
You got high before you came
'Cause you always 'bout that life
Daddy's money got you paid
Keep retainers for a case
So you always down to rage
Why I fuck with you
You wanna know where we at, we outside, like it's clockwork
Back room meetings, eating pasta with mobsters
This a black card, it ain't green, but I sponsor
So it's on me, she want me, she on me
Cheers to my future kids
Hope their momma bad and their daddy rich
Her dog in a kennel
We gone for 3 weeks and the room presidential
The monies whatever
Fucked up the room just to pay incidentals
Mood swings
Got me blowing commas again
She seduce me
Still feel like a Saint when I sin
Rated X, don't do PG
I don't text, come and see me
Play the field, Willy Beaman
My bitch look like Cameron Diaz
You wanna know where we at, we outside, like it's clockwork
Back room meetings, eating pasta with mobsters
This a black card, it ain't green, but I sponsor
So it's on me, she want me, she on me
Location disclosed and we gon' impose
Sent out the addy, left you exposed
Pulling up heavy with cops on patrol
We can't be tamed, she can't be saved
Came with the gang, look like a parade
Knowing our visits overstayed
Signs she do not indicate yeah
Ultraviolet the lights
Debutants need a vice
You got high before you came
'Cause you always 'bout that life
Daddy's money got you paid
Keep retainers for a case
So you always down to rage
Why I fuck with you
You wanna know where we at, we outside, like it's clockwork
Back room meetings, eating pasta with mobsters
This a black card, it ain't green, but I sponsor
So it's on me, she want me, she on me
Cheers to my future kids
Hope their momma bad and their daddy rich
Her dog in a kennel
We gone for 3 weeks and the room presidential
The monies whatever
Fucked up the room just to pay incidentals
Mood swings
Got me blowing commas again
She seduce me
Still feel like a Saint when I sin
Rated X, don't do PG
I don't text, come and see me
Play the field, Willy Beaman
My bitch look like Cameron Diaz
You wanna know where we at, we outside, like it's clockwork
Back room meetings, eating pasta with mobsters
This a black card, it ain't green, but I sponsor
So it's on me, she want me, she on me
