MASHBEATZ – JUST 10 MINUTES OF YOUR TIME FT. A-REECE, FLAME, ECCO, EX GLOBAL, WORDZ & B3NCHMARQ

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Here is the 10th track from MashBeatz‘s album Thanks For Nothing featuring A-Reece, Flame, Ecco, Ex Global, Wordz & B3nchMarq, and it is titled “Just 10 Minutes Of Your Time“.

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MASHBEATZ – JUST 10 MINUTES OF YOUR TIME FT. A-REECE, FLAME, ECCO, EX GLOBAL, WORDZ & B3NCHMARQ

Mashbeatz Just 10 Minutes Of Your Time LYRICS

[Part 1]

[Intro: Flame]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
(Mash are you ready)
Okay
Yeah (look)

[Verse 1: Flame]
Baby I
Don’t wanna be the one to waste your time (yeah)
Just pull on me, do the things I like (yeah)
Wanna see your fuckin’ ass in rewind (yeah)
And baby I
Don’t wanna be the one to waste your time (yeah)
Wanna put you on the finest things in life
So whenever you need me baby, hit me line (yeah)

[Chorus: Flame]
I got you singin’ like (I, I)
I got you singin’ like (eh)
And now I got you singin’ like (yeah, yeah)
I got you singin’ like (yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I got you singin’ like (yeah, yeah)
I got you singin’ like (yeah)
Oh yeah, oh now, I got you singin’ like (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Krish]
I know you love it
Soon Imma be poppin
She wanna be the one I’m cuffin’
I pay no mind cause it’s nothing
End of discussion
No further suggestions
Unless it’s ’bout us switching positions then I don’t mind it (yeah)
I prefer the sexy shawty on top
While I’m bumpin’ classy Michael tunes up in the background
I ain’t complicated, it ain’t hard to get in my zone
I just roll a spliff and dip it in, you just gotta call
Girl it’s so easy

[Verse 3: Ghoust]
Give me your love
I wanna love you, all night I be thinking about you
Shawty pull, give me the love
Keepin’ it real cause I got you
Shawty got cuffed, I’m in the cut
Couple of mami’s involved
She only fuck with me cause Imma keep it a hundred, a baby’s involved
She do not fuck with my woes
She only talkin’ ’bout stacking the dough
Trappin’ I get to your niggas, I go
Mama Africa she putting a show
She is the reason I flow like my boss
I am the reason she getting a (yeah)
Talk about building a future like (yeah)
We got this baby I put on my home

[Chorus: Flame]
I got you singin’ like (I, I)
I got you singin’ like (eh)
And now I got you singin’ like (yeah, yeah)
I got you singin’ like (yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I got you singin’ like (yeah, yeah)
I got you singin’ like (yeah)
Oh yeah, oh now, I got you singin’ like (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 4: Ex Global]
I’m with a squad now (yeah, yeah)
Heard you wanna show up so you came around (yeah, yeah)
Girl you know that we hold it down, hold it down (yeah, yeah)
Don’t you tie me down, I’m goin’ up (yeah, yeah)
Girl you love me when you need me, you just down to fuck (yeah, yeah)
I got places I could take you, don’t just give it up
You got potential, bring that ass and let me set it up (yeah, yeah)
I’m the flyest nigga got you trippin, girl whats up?

[Chorus: Flame]
I got you singin’ like (I, I)
I got you singin’ like (eh)
And now I got you singin’ like (yeah, yeah)
I got you singin’ like (yeah)

[Part 2]

[Verse 1: Ex Global]
Yeah
Smoke on my dope, get on my high
Ride on my pony, get on my bike
Rock on my mic, sip on it slow
Get on my beib
It’s cold outside, will you let me inside?
Yeah, mmh
Call on my phone, put it on flight
Come to my home, I don’t wanna fight
I just wanna fuck, with you all night
Baby what’s up?
It’s cold outside, gotta let me inside
Look at my view, wanna stay over?
Give me that ugh, give me that ooh
Then might roll another one, or maybe two (get you in the mood and shit, yeah)

[Verse 2: Ecco]
Uh, and she need it
And she tell me she want it
Oh baby no don’t catch no feelings
Just rather catch the flu
And it’s my fault that you caught all those feelings
You swear that you rather be dreaming
I wish they all had some meaning (yeah)
Yeah, I put you on, onto everything
Motherfuckin’ wedding ring
Just as long as you breathing
And pickin’ up my calls

[Part 3]

[Intro: A-Reece]
Yeah
Yeah
Yah, yah, yeah
Yah, yah , yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: A-Reece]
Actin’ like you know me
Liquor in your system, now you actin’ phony
Say that you the one, you got a lot to show me (yeah)
Married to the game, girl I’m already chosen (yeah)
Dyin’ to be famous, you cannot control it
Got me back with smokey
Grams I’m left with 20 like my new Chernobyl
Paranoia

[Chorus: A-Reece]
You don’t even know yourself, you actin’ like you know me?
Yeah
Yeah, yah, yah
Yeah
You don’t even know yourself, you actin’ like you know me?
Yeah
Yeah, yah, yah
Yeah

[Verse 2: Wordz]
I gotta say I’m on the way (I got it)
(I don’t need no stress)
Bout to mine all these diamonds cause I came from the bottom (the bottom)
(I don’t need no stress,I don’t need no stress)
All this wave you claim, you know I got it (I got it)
(I don’t need no stress)
Pay up what you owe, straight road, no way around me (around me)
(I don’t need no stress, I don’t need no stress no)

[Chorus: A-Reece]
You don’t even know yourself, you actin’ like you know me?
Yeah
Yeah, yah, yah
Yeah
(You don’t even know yourself, you actin’ like you know me?)

[Verse 3: I.M.P Tha Don & Mellow]
Yeah, Imma eat that pussy like it’s macaroni
That bitch on her phone and she stay tryna call me (yeah)
Made a promise that I wouldn’t leave you lonely
(Yeah)
I’m with the homies (I’m with the homies)
All we ever do is fuckin’ smoke (all we ever do is fuckin’ smoke)
I ain’t out here doin’ wrong (won’t do your wrong)
Yeah (yeah, won’t do you wrong, yeah)

[Outro: A-Reece]
You don’t even know yourself, you actin’ like you know me