Lyrics of How many times

Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down get down, get down how many times i got 'em? light another for the bitch who's only in town for the weekend how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side you know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time you know how i feel about waitin' in line you know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time you'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side how many times? (lil wayne) how many times i gotta tell your ass to come over? how many times i gotta tell you i gotta chauffeur? think about it, think it over, everything is gon' be kosher call me when you gettin' closer if you take a taxi, how much i owe ya? don't send me no naked pictures if i can't get naked with ya this dick is our recognition i don't mind payin' that commission is you with the shit or nah? if we ain't fucking then bitch, bon voyage how many times? i said how many times? too many times and bitch i ain't got time (chris brown) how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side you know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time you know how i feel about waitin' in line you know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time you'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side how many times? (big sean) okay phone off the hook, yeah that bitch won't stop blinkin' i'll pick up for you though on the second ring you've been drinkin' and drinkin', you're drinkin' for fun and you drink for a reason yeah leave your boyfriend and call me when you're leavin' callin' sean's refereein', no drama bitch so wet i'ma need dramamine and mattress aquafinin' boy i light the block up, young billie jeanin' i'm dodgin' the leeches, i'm signin' agreements i'm signin' new artists, i sell out arenas swimmin' with the dolphins on the dan marino wine mixin', this shit like the catalina b-i-g, minus puff and lil cease i'm on my grind, 3 am text like i need yah dream about the pussy, forget i'm a dreamer hold me down but don't hold me back like i need you to, damn i wrote myself a million dollar check in fifth grade i put it on the wall and promised it'd be this way she fuck me like she want the rent paid like she want that oscar de la renta i slow it down like it's her favorite ballad then go back up at it like i hadn't had it straight up how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side how many times? (chris brown) how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side you know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time you know how i feel about waitin' in line you know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time you'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side how many times? (chris brown) i see these bitches (?) club got me throwin' bottles up bottles with all of my homies i'm feelin' generous, throwin' my money she said she wanted the (?) i gave her the dick but i'm not in love i call out, "bingo!" the minute i (?) soon as i'm done, kick her out in the mornin' got with her, turn up, it's a party, bust it open pop that pussy in a circle, go retarded, pop it for me she got that booty galore, grippin' it, backin' me up you wanna fuck with a thug now i see all these (?) got (?) and they throwin' damn, it's just a matter of time 'fore i'm gone drinkin' ciroc and i know that she got it for free i hit up diddy, he told me he did it he said that the liquor just bring out the freaks them bitches lit, drop (?) do a split talkin' 'bout me, i'm the shit i just get down for the money, the bitches, and cars and my niggas, they whippin' the brick how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side you know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time you know how i feel about waitin' in line you know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time you'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? how many times i gotta tell that bitch to come over? i'll fuck you right, have you walkin' from side to side how many times?