Timeout by Young Buck
Timeout by Young Buck

Timeout

Young Buck * Track #4 On 10 Bricks

Timeout Lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Shawty

[Refrain]
We don't spend time, don't talk too much
Shawty don't keep it real no more (Nah)
But you already know, that's still my ho (Still my ho)
She don't come around, don't call no more (Yeah)
Even though we don't ball no more (What?)
But you already know, that's still my ho (Still my ho)

[Verse 1]
Your mama never did like me, though
Never knew what you liked me for
We fucked good just the night before
I wanna stay but I should go
Baby, I'm just a drug dealer
I'ma buy you shit and don't come home
I know I cheat but don't get it twisted
This shit real, our love strong
Your homegirls ain't happy either
But they gon' act like it but I know the truth
All them bitches been tryna fuck
So don't believe what they told to you
You ain't supposed to wait on me
You know what you're supposed to do
Don't you make me look bad, ho
Show them what daddy showed to you
She don't fuck with no lames now
She done stepped up her game now
I'm knowing shit ain't the same now
She telling y'all "Keep the change" now

[Pre-Chorus]
And you should go and ask your bitch what I'm 'bout
(Just ask your bitch)
We still fuck around (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I just called a timeout (Hold up)
Timeout (Hold up), timeout (Hold up), timeout (Yeah)
We just need some timeout (Hold up), timeout (Hold up)
Timeout (Hold up), timeout (Yeah)
I just called a timeout (Hold up)
Timeout (Hold up), timeout (Hold up), timeout
(But she said I make her) Timeout
(I'ma make that pussy) Timeout
(I'ma beat her 'til she) Timeout
(I'ma eat her 'til she) Timeout
Shawty want a thug, all these bitches know what I'm 'bout (What up?)
You looking for lovin', I just want some timeout (Yeah)
I just called a timeout

[Refrain]
We don't spend time, don't talk too much
Shawty don't keep it real no more (Nah)
But you already know, that's still my ho (That's still my ho)
She don't come around, don't call no more (Yeah)
Even though we don't ball no more (What?)
But you already know, that's still my ho (That's still my ho)

[Verse 2]
Your daddy still fuck with me, though
Your big brother still buying bricks
And I be still giving them deals
I can't let you come between this
Baby, I'm just a street nigga
It's no guarantee that I'm gon' be here
So I'm not tryna marry nothing but the money
Shawty, let's be clear
That pussy good, I ain't even left the house yet (Damn)
Hard to leave this bitch alone when that mouth wet (Yeah, yeah)
But I'm so focused now, all I say is, "Count that"
She say she gone leave me, but truthfully, I doubt that (Go 'head)
She don't ever see me and I don't ever call back
She said, "The Unit back together, now you think you all that" (Yeah)
You say you don't need me, so this time I'm gon' fall back
We still fuckin' 'round, though, so tell me what you call that? (Huh?)

[Chorus]
Bitch, we took a timeout (Hold up)
Timeout (Hold up), timeout (Hold up), timeout (Yeah)
We just need some timeout (Hold up)
Timeout (Hold up), timeout (Hold up) timeout (Yeah)
I just called a timeout (Hold up)
Timeout (Hold up), timeout (Hold up), timeout
(But she said I make her) Timeout
(I'ma make that pussy) Timeout
(I'ma beat her 'til she) Timeout
(I'ma eat her 'til she) Timeout
Shawty want a thug, all these bitches know what I'm 'bout (What up?)
You looking for lovin', I just want some timeout (Yeah)

[Refrain]
We don't spend time, don't talk too much
Shawty don't keep it real no more (Nah)
But you already know, that's still my ho (That's still my ho)
She don't come around, don't call no more (Damn)
Even though we don't ball no more (What?)
But you already know, that's still my ho (That's still my ho)

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's slow it down a little bit, Whoo Kid

Timeout Q&A

Who wrote Timeout's ?

Timeout was written by Young Buck & BandPlay.

Who produced Timeout's ?

Timeout was produced by BandPlay.

When did Young Buck release Timeout?

Young Buck released Timeout on Tue May 26 2015.

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