Ygtut – Hammer Time Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I just had to stick to the code like a f**kin’ pin
Rollin’ round in my mama Benz
Workin’ hard, I know time will show
We used to roll skimps out them optimos
Smoke that shit up with a couple hoes
Smokin’ pot while I scheme on a pot of gold
Might rob a leprechaun and tell em I need me a lot of mo’
I’m tryna be patient but patience is thin as a model hoe
Need a bankroll as thick as a stripper bitch
I’m tryna see all of my niggas rich
I don’t want much I just want it all
Ain’t scared of none of y’all
Workin’ winter, spring, summer, fall
Look dog we coming for all of y’all
Movin’ on that’s another topic
I don’t feed into the gossip
Nice jacket, got your lady astonished
Like money I got this shit in pocket
Everything I touch turn into gold
King TUT got the touch like the Midas
Everything I touch turn into gold
King TUT got the touch like the Midas
I knew that we all had success upon us
So don’t you come bring that bullshit around us
Put your face in it and let you smell it
You so jelly, you so jealous
Walked in this bitch lookin’ dipped in butter
If I f**ked your girl at least I used a rubber
We a bunch a natural born hustler’s
MC still couldn’t touch this
Stop, hammer time

[Hook]
Leave it in my hands mane, might turn into something
I know you like the gold things well damn let’s get some money
24 karat roll chains and presidential Rollies
Just the Midas touch man, I might make myself a trophy

[Verse 2]
One of a kind and you come a dime a dozen
Superbad, nigga came with the bottles
Like a nigga name was McLovin
Break out the budget, we still hustlin’
Pay me my money in all Tubman’s
(f**k all that shit, do it for the love and at the same time nigga
Get your money)
Told you niggas like a hundred times won’t be satisfied
‘Til you get a hundred rounds
All these niggas do is imitate I won’t let none of y’all leave
Slappin’ food out your hand with a paper plate
Spottie with me so I know he straight
Tiggy with me so I know he straight
Mikey with me so I know he straight
Bitches The House bills are neva late
Handle them bustas like Mr. Slate
You won’t let me in the game it’s cool
I’ll just come in through the window
Open up the back door in there and just sneak in all my kin folk
Tell D to keep the tempo
I know you been prayin’ waitin’ on a miracle
Can’t touch this
Uh oh

[Hook]
Leave it in my hands mane, might turn into something
I know you like the gold things well damn let’s get some money
24 karat roll chains and presidential Rollies
Just the Midas touch man, I might make myself a trophy
Leave it in my hands mane, might turn into something
I know you like the gold things well damn let’s get some money
24 karat roll chains and presidential Rollies
Just the Midas touch man, I might make myself a trophy

[Outro]
You won’t let me in the game it’s cool
I’ll just come in through the window
Open up the back door in there and just sneak in all my kin folk
Tell D to keep the tempo
I know you been prayin’ waitin’ on a miracle
Can’t touch this

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