Lyrics Aint No Time - Loot
Kicking
flavors
Saint
Laurent
watch
how
I
walk
Man
this
paper
be
the
reason
why
we
talk
Ain't
no
favors,
they
gon'
outline
you
in
chalk
You
the
biggest,
biggest
hater
of
them
all
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
his,
it
ain't
no
mine
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
lying
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
flying
You
dropping
them
dimes,
You
dropping
them
dimes,
you
dropping
them
dimes
You
look
like
you
lying,
You
look
like
you
lying,
you
look
like
you
lying
We
do
this
Sunday
to
Sunday
Sun
up
to
the
sun
down
Look
like
I
stepped
on
the
runway
They
try
to
tell
me
to
calm
down
Peep
how
I
came
in
the
game
and
I
start
rocking
that
Tom
Ford
We
don't
what
we
be
saying,
we
just
be
yelling
out
bonjour
We
don't
what
we
be
saying,
we
just
be
yelling
out
bonjour
I
like
to
play
with
them
bands
right
before
I
do
the
encore
I
like
to
play
with
the
cash,
go
in
Laurent
and
spaz
I
like
to
play
with
the
cash,
go
to
Chanel
and
spaz
I
like
to
go
to
the
jeweler,
tell
'em
to
make
me
some
glass
I
like
to
play
with
the
cash,
go
to
Chanel
and
spaz
Kicking
flavors
Saint
Laurent
watch
how
I
walk
Man
this
paper
be
the
reason
why
we
talk
Ain't
no
favors,
they
gon'
outline
you
in
chalk
You
the
biggest,
biggest
hater
of
them
all
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
his,
it
ain't
no
mine
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
lying
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
flying
You
slangin'
that
iron,
you
slagin'
that
iron,
you
toting
that
iron
You
pressin'
the
issue,
you
pushing
the
gas,
you
making
'em
violate
I'm
dropping
the
top
on
the
foreign,
I
zig
and
I
zag
I'm
all
on
the
grass
I
did
what
I
had
to
pass,
you
niggas
you
better
go
back
to
your
stash
I
did
what
I
had
to
do,
I
ran
in
that
bitch
I
didn't
have
a
mask
I
did
what
I
should
have
did,
Survive
through
the
trenches
and
look
like
a
man
I
sit
at
the
throne,
I
sit
at
the
throne,
you
niggas
ain't
nothing
but
some
clones
I
sipping
that
Dom
Perignon,
when
I'm
at
the
store
they
ringing
me
up
My
bitch
on
a
beach,
gotta
meat
it
up
I
done
gained
a
little
weight
and
I'm
keeping
it
up
Step
in
them
christians
I
came
out
the
mud
I'm
flexing
on
purpose
when
I'm
in
the
club
Kicking
flavors
Saint
Laurent
watch
how
I
walk
Let
this
paper
be
the
reason
why
we
talk
Ain't
no
favors,
they
gon'
outline
you
in
chalk
You
the
biggest,
biggest
hater
of
them
all
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
his,
it
ain't
no
mine
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
lying
It
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
time,
it
ain't
no
flying
I
like
to
play
with
the
cash,
go
in
Laurent
and
spaz
I
like
to
play
with
the
cash,
go
to
Chanel
and
spaz
I
like
to
go
to
the
jeweler,
tell
'em
to
make
me
some
glass
I
like
to
play
with
the
cash,
go
to
Chanel
and
spaz
1 We Want Loot (Interlude)
2 That Brutha Called Loot
3 Downstroke
4 Just Bounce
5 411
6 Holdin On
7 Aint No Time
8 Do U Like
9 So Glad
10 Flippin On U
11 You Aint Ready
12 Open Wide
13 How Can I Be Down
14 U Gotta Man At Home
15 U Make Me Feel
16 I Can Tell
17 Act Like That
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