This is a song about "Clock"

Cause i get more spins than clock radios

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

Big clock or a wristwatch, we wonder when the shit stops,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

But tick-tock goes this clock 'cuz this crock of shit's not

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

Lose track of time when i rhyme like i misplaced the clock

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Yo, i walk into the party 'bout nine o' clock,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot