Joe Budden - Wait A Minute Lyrics
Wa-wa-wait just a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minuteYeah, wa-wa-wait just a minute, uhWa-wa-wait just a minuteLet that beat rockGo on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff that get you real high in the airGo on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff that get you real high in the airYeah y'all, yeah y'allLet me put somethin in ya ear y'allJers' and we finally here y'allFresh from Z the borough and Alliyah y'allThugs wanna act I dare y'allGassed off that haze and the SmirnoffThe answer to questions I hear y'allMe and that dude don't compare nawHe's one rhyme songWhile I'm Nick Cannon folks at my best when the +drumline's+ onBeef is welcome I'll get my dudesI'm not A. Houston I won't leave when the help comeNow wa-wa-wait just a minuteI think boo made a mistake just a minuteTwo-wayin me like get her in the clubShe must got me confused wit a nigga she's *****Cause I don't bring sand to the beachSo they don't get mad when other girls put they hands on meIf I do bring out for all the world to stareIt's cause I think she'll look better than all the girls hereNow wait, wa-wa-wait just a minuteI think dude's started to hate just a minuteHe'll need a few 8-balls to fix those dropped out diamonds a few grades shortNow go on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff to get you real high in the airSoon as she say she gotta escape for a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minuteNow wa-wa-wait just a minuteDrop and shake-shake-shake just a minuteSoon as he's about to show hate for a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minuteWe gon do it like yeah y'all, yeah y'allLet me put somethin' in ya ear y'allSomethin' that you might wanna hear y'allWhat's with all the tough looks and the stares for?Yeah I'm a boss so I'll always have hateWhy you playin' in the hood like you'll always have weightStreets is fulla rats just waitin' to send you backAnd we call 'em +fat man+ cause he's always wit JakeNow wait, wa-wa-wait just a minuteI think that watch is fake just a minuteBoth got Jacob's here's that ain't ya faultYour bezel slim, mine's a lil' thickerDiamonds in mine is just a lil' biggerYour be's plastic mine's is all glitterI keep it hot, but I'm like A-RodI'm the best but I let dude keep my spotNow wait, wa-wa-wait just a minuteGet smacked wit the back of the 8 just a minuteKeep hearin' what dude said in the streetOne elevator ride y'all are dead to beatYep it's me, wave to hatersCause I'm like Arnold drop the guns and they made me MayorSo next time they throw hate for a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minuteGo on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff that get you real high in the airSoon as she say she gotta escape for a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minuteNow wa-wa-wait just a minuteDrop and shake-shake-shake just a minuteSoon as he's about to show hate for a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minuteGo on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff that get you real high in the airGo on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff that get you real high in the airGo on put ya hands high in the airWit that stuff that get you real high in the airSoon as she say she gotta escape for a minuteHold up, wa-wa-wait just a minute
