Let Me Oh (Freestyle Friday 9)

Ok here we go

Freestyle friday number nine

Now before you jump the gun on anything

This is suppose to be like a

House party type of song

Like 2004, so sing along when you can

That clock keeps tickin' like a metronome

And my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home

But my balls keep tellin' me to let me oh

Oh, just let me oh

That clock keeps tickin' like a metronome

And my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home

But my balls keep tellin' me to let me oh

Oh, just let me oh

That clock keeps tickin' like a metronome

And my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home

But my balls keep tellin' me to let me oh

Fuck all that shit just let me go

Ohhers and tastemakers, makers no chaser

Gets the blood flowing like a fuckin' pacemaker

Cut the middleman and inhale the vapors

Mad men (hah) oh ten don drapers

Cut the jukebox on make sure the woofers blow (blow)

We gon' sit here until them heffers go (go)

Holler at the tens, then spend a little dough

Not on them, no, they can buy their own drinks (oh)

Shake that work week off, 5 days in the bucket

Fuck it, you got a boss who's a jerk who doesn't?

Throw on some wu-tang bring the mothafuckin' ruckus

There is no pretext we are living and we love it

On a budget nevermind, we just nudge it to the side

Give the kids a little time, we are living till' we die

We are focused and we hustle but we still be getting high

No exception to the rule do what you do to get by cause

That clock keeps tickin' like a metronome

And my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home

But my balls keep tellin' me to let me oh

Oh, just let me oh

That clock keeps tickin' like a metronome

And my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home

But my balls keep tellin' me to let me oh

Fuck all that shit just let me go

At a house party gettin' jammed up

You are Tony Danza