Line by URban Lyrics
[Intro: Urban]
Hmmm yea
[Chorus: Urban & (Nani)]
Baby can I hit your line, hit your line?
Talk to you all the time, yea all the time
Wish you could stay the night, every night/Hope you don’t waste my tiiiime, no noo
(Baby can you hit my line, hit my line?/Talk to me all the time, yea all the time
Wish I could stay the night, every night/I could never waste your tiiiime, no noo)
[Verse 1: Urban]
Listen, I done been through hell and back in recent years and I could really use a rider
& you look like the type of girl that if you love a dudе, you gonna stand beside him
Like somеone who’s down and got you through whatever crazy shit
If they have to they gon fuckin’ pay a grip
You just know they got you cause they stay legit, is that making sense?
Yes I know that I’m a king, I can’t tolerate no bullshit
Girl I’m tryna make you sing, & when you do unload a full clip, get it?
Ok, I ain’t nothing like your last mans
Leave them mofuckas in the trash can
Love them lightskins witta fat can, sheesh baby
You got it, personality to match you ain’t nothing like these hoes, no no
Tryna bring you to these shows, even when I’m on the road, whoa whoa
Haha, type of love have an introvert giving a speech
Optimist drinking some bleach, I’m just tryna see you more than once in a week
Bring that fat ass to the beach
The water glisten off your body
Ain’t just tryna catch a body shawty, tryna stick around til we just bodies, feel me?
You just on time been losing my mind I’m hooked on your line, you reelin’ me in
All the places that I’ve been, ain’t felt like this in a min'
Hol’ up
[Chorus: Urban & (Nani)]
Baby can I hit your line, hit your line?
Talk to you all the time, yea all the time
Wish you could stay the night, every night/Hope you don’t waste my tiiiime, no noo
(Baby can you hit my line, hit my line?/Talk to me all the time, yea all the time
Wish I could stay the night, every night/I could never waste your tiiiime, no noo)
[Verse 2: Urban]
Yuh, me & my baby gon fuck up a bag
Fuck it we young, I could pop me some tags
Dreaming bout me & her swimming in cash
I’m in a GTR she in a Jag, huh
I’ll give it to you how I got it, but know that imma need some effort
Catch yo ass a couple times a week & then you disappear like Sweatshirt
What you been up to? Where you been at?
I been on my hustle, tryna get it
The bud got my love too, now you gettin’
Jealous and uncomforta,-ble and granted
You been on my mind regardless, even when we both acting heartless
Got my mind up on the future, tryna make sure my shit blow
Nintendo cartridge
Fuck it I’m corny but that’s in my nature
You known that shit for a while, let’s face it
Girl where’s yo mind let’s get to this paper
Hang Out & Hustle no Naughty by Nature, ok
You ain’t answering I can’t manage this such a cancerous blessing
Feeling like I gotta keep fuckin’ asking this question:
[Chorus: Urban & (Nani)]
Baby can I hit your line, hit your line?
Talk to you all the time, yea all the time
Wish you could stay the night, every night/Hope you don’t waste my tiiiime, no noo
(Baby can you hit my line, hit my line?/Talk to me all the time, yea all the time
Wish I could stay the night, every night/I could never waste your tiiiime, no noo)
[Outro: Nani & (Urban)
Don’t waste my time (Time, time, time)
You won’t hit my line (Line, line, line)
(Don’t waste my time) Time, time, time
(You won’t hit my line, line, line) Line, line, line
Oh, just don’t waste my time (Oh, just don’t waste my time)
Hmmm yea
[Chorus: Urban & (Nani)]
Baby can I hit your line, hit your line?
Talk to you all the time, yea all the time
Wish you could stay the night, every night/Hope you don’t waste my tiiiime, no noo
(Baby can you hit my line, hit my line?/Talk to me all the time, yea all the time
Wish I could stay the night, every night/I could never waste your tiiiime, no noo)
[Verse 1: Urban]
Listen, I done been through hell and back in recent years and I could really use a rider
& you look like the type of girl that if you love a dudе, you gonna stand beside him
Like somеone who’s down and got you through whatever crazy shit
If they have to they gon fuckin’ pay a grip
You just know they got you cause they stay legit, is that making sense?
Yes I know that I’m a king, I can’t tolerate no bullshit
Girl I’m tryna make you sing, & when you do unload a full clip, get it?
Ok, I ain’t nothing like your last mans
Leave them mofuckas in the trash can
Love them lightskins witta fat can, sheesh baby
You got it, personality to match you ain’t nothing like these hoes, no no
Tryna bring you to these shows, even when I’m on the road, whoa whoa
Haha, type of love have an introvert giving a speech
Optimist drinking some bleach, I’m just tryna see you more than once in a week
Bring that fat ass to the beach
The water glisten off your body
Ain’t just tryna catch a body shawty, tryna stick around til we just bodies, feel me?
You just on time been losing my mind I’m hooked on your line, you reelin’ me in
All the places that I’ve been, ain’t felt like this in a min'
Hol’ up
[Chorus: Urban & (Nani)]
Baby can I hit your line, hit your line?
Talk to you all the time, yea all the time
Wish you could stay the night, every night/Hope you don’t waste my tiiiime, no noo
(Baby can you hit my line, hit my line?/Talk to me all the time, yea all the time
Wish I could stay the night, every night/I could never waste your tiiiime, no noo)
[Verse 2: Urban]
Yuh, me & my baby gon fuck up a bag
Fuck it we young, I could pop me some tags
Dreaming bout me & her swimming in cash
I’m in a GTR she in a Jag, huh
I’ll give it to you how I got it, but know that imma need some effort
Catch yo ass a couple times a week & then you disappear like Sweatshirt
What you been up to? Where you been at?
I been on my hustle, tryna get it
The bud got my love too, now you gettin’
Jealous and uncomforta,-ble and granted
You been on my mind regardless, even when we both acting heartless
Got my mind up on the future, tryna make sure my shit blow
Nintendo cartridge
Fuck it I’m corny but that’s in my nature
You known that shit for a while, let’s face it
Girl where’s yo mind let’s get to this paper
Hang Out & Hustle no Naughty by Nature, ok
You ain’t answering I can’t manage this such a cancerous blessing
Feeling like I gotta keep fuckin’ asking this question:
[Chorus: Urban & (Nani)]
Baby can I hit your line, hit your line?
Talk to you all the time, yea all the time
Wish you could stay the night, every night/Hope you don’t waste my tiiiime, no noo
(Baby can you hit my line, hit my line?/Talk to me all the time, yea all the time
Wish I could stay the night, every night/I could never waste your tiiiime, no noo)
[Outro: Nani & (Urban)
Don’t waste my time (Time, time, time)
You won’t hit my line (Line, line, line)
(Don’t waste my time) Time, time, time
(You won’t hit my line, line, line) Line, line, line
Oh, just don’t waste my time (Oh, just don’t waste my time)