Overtime

Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, fuck your bitch a million times
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And a ho she know-ow-ows, I’m the man of the city
And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
So I wait 'til my face numb
Oh, oh, oh, backin' up the blue chips
Oh, oh, oh, always focused on a newbitch
Oh, oh, oh, better off with yo bitch
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, fuck your bitch a million times
Gonna hit it like a salt mine, yeah
Do you need a little more time?
Pick you up in a new ride, yeah
I could hook you up with a new life
Haha, yeah
Things he can’t do, ayy
I make dream come true, ayy
I could get you in the mood, ayy
Ooo, ayy
You know what to do, ayy
Baby make the mood, ayy
Is she yours or mine? I wish I knew, ayy
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, fuck your bitch a million times
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And a ho she know-ow-ows, I’m the man of the city
And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
So I wait 'til my face numb
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, fuck your bitch a million times
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And a ho she know-ow-ows, I’m the man of the city
And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
So I wait 'til my face numb
I’m on, on, on…