Runnin’ Outta Time Da Brat (Ft. Kelly Price)

[Intro: Kelly Price]
Hmm, wonderin' where you been, baby, baby

[Chorus: Kelly Price]
I've been wonderin' where you've been sleepin'
(I wanna know, I wanna know)
We've been runnin' out of time
Cause you wanna be creepin', pimpin'
(You've been runnin' around creepin' and pimpin' baby)
I've been sittin' home alone at night
I've been cryin' (oh)
We've been runnin' out of time
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)
Tired of your lying

[Verse 1: Da Brat]
Uh, uh
Really though how much time you think I got?
The clock is ticking, it's ticking away
You're slippin' away fucking the honeys on the block stop
Cause if I gotta drop kick a ho, I'll kill her fa'sure
Let's stick around till the murderer curse
How you gonna creep with me and sleep with her?
At the moment of time
When I heard the news, my vision must have been blurred
Cause I ain't think you deserve to lose the nerve for fools
Shit people were saying was absurd to me
But I certainly never thought you would take it to the degree
Of hurtin' me, purposely
We were supposed to be husband and wife
So I dedicated myself to you
Why? So you could keep a chick on the side
Cause if I sneak a dick on the side you lookin' to die
And booking me a ticket to Chi cause you choose to lie
I need a nigga with an attitude, maturative mind
Give me gratitude when I'm giving him shine
No matter who the bastard was I was passed his love
But he never ran fast enough
I'm a master at the craft cause I roll with some master thugs
Laughin' as I pass you up
Should've told me that you wanted to get ass and fuck
I would've set it up so we all had some fun
You assist to get around
I'll be the aid and assist you to get out
Thank them hoes cause you're shit out of luck
And I don't regret what I spit out and bust
I'm sick and tired of you, us
I'm tired of sittin', cryin' and being alone
Nigga if you want to roam the streets then just let me be
There's a whole gang of niggas that wanna hit my sheets