song by Nieman J & Eric Bellinger
Overtime lyrics

[R&B/ soul music]
Oh, no, chills got me on time
Baby, you gon make me sing
If I'm not, you let me in
Yeah
Back down
And if you tap out, I ain't win
Gotta run that back again
Tryina see what's hiding in
Girl, I know that you gotta leave to work, work
And I'm on knee [?]
But I can't leave dessert, yeah
So I gotta re-inverse yeah
I'm wanting you now ‘cause this gotta go down tonight
Yeah, I need that OT
I bet you don't know who I be
I give it that to you that two piece
[??]
Wipe down that boots, so your bad ass on top of me
I'm tryina hit that money spot
I'm tryina hit that lottery
I run a boot check for you
I run out my neck for you
I come it the next for you
I pay for the next loyal
When we end up in the bed don't I give you going that nice sex?
Baby you got the best own guy

Break it down, break it down
I just wanna go down, baby

I'ma pull up with the stake
Let you hear yeah
I'ma dog you like a [?]
Cause [?] on me
Oh girl
Cause this gotta go down tonight

I'm gon have your soul stripping
While your boss tripping
Off liquor, I'll be going up licking on the
I hit you, and have you all getting pick up
Cause you know that I know that you know
I give you that OT
I bet you don't know who I be
I give it that to you that two piece
[??]
Wipe down that boots, so your bad ass on top of me
I'm tryina hit that money spot
I'm tryina hit that lottery
I run a boot check for you
I run out my neck for you
I come it the next for you
I pay for the next loyal
When we end up in the bed don't I give you going that nice sex?
Baby you got the best own guy