[Intro]
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Hey Daddy, um.. I was just calling, I know ya busy, you know.. out there.. doing what you got to do, but I don't even need to go shopping, I don't even need the Louis bag, I don't even need anything. I just... I just want you to make time for me. That's all... just make time for me

La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la laaa.. just make time for me... ah-oooooo

[Verse 1]
You ain't gotta trip, Imma keep you in the latest C
When I go OT, give me a kiss and just pray for me
You already know I'm coming back with stacks
We goin' shoppin' tomorrow, we gon' tear down Sachs
I gotta keep wifey icey, Imma flood you with ice, hit the mall, hand you a load, bae whatevеr you like
I know I'm always on the road, alway sellin' bows, but what can I say this thе life that I chose
I gotta take trips, all I know is flips, I love stacking my bread and swooping up chips
Every time I leave, I know you miss me when I'm gone, but Imma see you soon girl 'Kiss Me Thru The Phone'
I got a zip left and about a hundred eighties, you got a hustler girl, you know I ain't lazy
When I touch down, we at the Western going crazy, I know you ain't shady, you will always be my lady, c'mon

[Chorus]
Boy, you always in the streets, getting money
I understand what you got to do
Just make time for me, ah-ooooo
Boy, you always in the streets, getting money
I understand what you got to do
Just make time for me, ah-ooooo
(They say money ain't important, love is, but fortunately, I love money extra!)
[Verse 2]
I leave the crib and I'm straight to where the money at
You know a n***a can't wait when it come to that
The shit you love girl you wouldn't have none of that, if I wasn't in the streets and ain't have a bag coming back
You tryna argue, well call back another time, you think I'm cheating, but it's money on the other line
If I don't get it, then somebody else will
Got you walking in shoes that can't nobody else fill
Sayin' you stressed out, you ain't had a good sleep
But you can rest now, I done had a good week
And when I get there, that is when we talk about it
Right now it's money on the floor, you fuckin' up my counter
I know you need QT, I see you care for me, don't trip on a n***a, just say a prayer for me
And let's hope that it last long, this ain't tap phone, and I'll be home soon as the bag gone

[Chorus]
Boy, you always in the streets, getting money
I understand what you got to do
Just make time for me, ah-ooooo
Boy, you always in the streets, getting money
I understand what you got to do
Just make time for me, ah-ooooo

[Verse 3]
I be out in these streets, she be at home
In the middle of sales, she be blowin' up my phone
She cook a n***a food, but it always get cold
'Cause I got a lot work that just gotta get sold
Believe me baby girl, if I was set for life, I'd be at the crib with you, girl, holding you tight
Fuck you in the marble shower, then grab us a bite
Go to P-Ups or Benny's, shit whatever you like
You know I got money, but to me it ain't enough
That's why I'm out daily droppin' off and picking up
Breakin' down bigs, baggin' all the cookies up
Just stick by my side, and don't give my pussy up
If you want it, Imma cash it, just let a n***a know
Could you stay when I got caught with that nappy ass hoe
All your friends hatin', tell them hoes "Motherfuck them," 'cause they fuckin' with them bustas, girl you fuckin' with a hustler
[Chorus]
Boy, you always in the streets, getting money
I understand what you got to do
Just make time for me, ah-ooooo
Boy, you always in the streets, getting money
I understand what you got to do
Just make time for me, ah-ooooo

[Outro]
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la laaa.. just make time for me... Ah-oooooo