Video Time Out de Abdul Kay 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abdul Kay - Time Out Lyrics

[HOOK]
I be going hard till its time out
I just wana work I just wana grind out
I just wana shine like a light house
I just wana rep for my home town

[VERSE 1 –JessB]
Shorty wana ride out, wipe out, lights out
U looking for the one, we gonna find out
Shorty I’m a rider, red hot, right now
I got a screw loose, never wind down

Watching from the top, I won’t climb down
See me flex, they wana poke an eye out
Steppin on necks, so they lie down
10 toes up that’s a strike out

Check the specs, you standing next to the best
I don’t check the rest, cuz I’m collecting chequеs
Yeah, me big bold bitches bеtter come correct
…Lotta lips moving, say it with your chest

[HOOK]
I be going hard till its time out
I just wana work I just wana grind out
I just wana shine like a light house
I just wana rep for my home town
[VERSE 2 –JessB]
Make like a plumber, baby pipe down
Lotta fruity bitches looking dried out
Rolling with the team till its time out
And if he acting up that’s a time out

ABC on my BDE
Yeah, I know you looked twice when you walked past me
This might just be fate, got a lot up on my plate
I got a spot you can come to if you nasty

Full speed to ya lemme lemme get that
Put in time for the work, lemme lemme get that
Too good make you blah blah
And I don’t take chances, you can betty bet that

Moving through the low cloud, flown out, touch down
Make a shorty sing like Motown
Everywhere I go yeah, shut down, Buss down
If you show up ima show out

[VERSE 3 – Abdul Kay]
Yeah yeah, I just wana turn up
Tell the DJ make sure that it’s turnt up
Yeah, till the roof till it burns up
They ain’t wana dance , but they ran when they heard us
Whatchu shaking that ass for
If you ain’t tryna bring it over to the dance floor
But you ain’t gotta do a thing, if you don’t wana do a thing
Cuz baby that’s yours

The choice is there, all of my boys prepared
My voice is rare, you love it
I ain’t going back and forth, coming for the bag of course
I’m back I want it

Hands on the wheel , I skrrt past them
I don’t feel a thing, no hurt that’s them
Ain’t nobody better with the words I swear
I blaze that mic, I work that pen