Stream 10 Til Midnight here: https://deathrow.vyd.co/TenTilMidnight
Performed by Snoop Dogg & Trinidad James Produced by Youngfyre Written by Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr., Tramaine Winfrey, Nicholaus Joseph Williams
Lyrics: Yea man Time don't wait on nobody Timing is everything Shit, I can't wait
I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch Pop my colla on these niggas like this I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch Pop my colla on these niggas like this I can't wait Show up, show out I can't wait Pop up, pop out I can't wait to pop my shit I can't wait to pop my shit
Sitting back watching these sucka MC's Scrolling through YouTube, smoking my trees Slice your wrist, twice the risk Nice with this, precise with this Time is money Captivated, immaculated, infatuated When I step in, bitch niggas evacuated Calculated my plate, it adds up My homies in the building tell them niggas, bag up Pull up in your city to run the bag up Bust a couple corners then throw my flag up Took a couple pictures with bitches to tag us Tell your nigga we good Unless he wants some bad love But anyway we dipping right back in the tour bus I took two from him and one from you Now that makes four of us Time is ticking I'm big steppin' and boot kickin' Death Row red carpet wrapped in a blue ribbon Sophisticated, twisted, made it This is the greatest Kiss the latest Ride off like a Alpha Mega Small fries to Big Mac is back What a quarter pound of cheese Nigga nigga please I can't wait to pop my shit on the bitch Pop my call on these
I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch Pop my colla on these niggas like this I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch Pop my colla on these niggas like this I can't wait Show up, show out I can't wait Pop up, pop out I can't wait to pop my shit I can't wait to pop my shit
Erry nigga feel the same way I do, word to Bayou Better call Tyrone, nigga Erika Badu Death Row records is back, Crips and Pirus You're married to the gang, chunk it up and say I do Back outside and the feeling is strong I let that shit go cause it's time to move on Small fries, the Big Mac is back What a quarter pound of cheese, nigga, nigga, please
I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch Pop my colla on these niggas like this I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch Pop my colla on these niggas like this I can't wait Show up, show out I can't wait Pop up, pop out I can't wait to pop my shit I can't wait to pop my shit
