Lil' Wayne - Sorry 4 The Wait Lyrics
Ain't Nobody f-cking with meFirst degree murder, you can get your degreeMotherf-ckerAnd you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder womanTune gonna ball, money tall, Paul BunyanReal nigga shit, p-ssy niggas gon hatePound of the Kush call that ***** pound cakeI hit it from the backAnd make that ***** about faceAnd then I gotta splitI'm sorry baby, sour grapesShe wine, baby don't leaveI duck that bullshit, bob and weaveEverybody tripping, but I ain't never trippingLeave your ass flatter than my new televisionI'm talking about money and the powerPower and the moneyThis shit is magic Stan Van GundyIma run this shit till I'm the last man runninMack light that shit, then pass that to meYoung Money motherf-cker yeahWe the shit, yeah Weezy go hard like CialisDon't love that *****, I f-cked that hoShe pop X I smoke O's tic-tac-toeAnd I stink cause I got a lot of shit on my mindThey say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9?I stand infront of the clockCause I'm ahead of the timeKnock your ***** ass offAnd send your head to your momI ain't playing with niggas, no sir not meAnd they can't blindfold what my third eye seeYeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm freeAnd the coupe transform, no TyreseHello Goodbye, where are you Wayne?I'm somewhere inbetween joy and painAnd I reach for the stars, got stuck in the cloudsGot high as a ***** and left my love on the groundNow ain't that about a *****?It ain't never about a *****I'll take your ***** and make her everybody *****Backed up by a bunch of G ass niggasAnd I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads niggaEagle street where the real niggas hungIma rep that shit till Kingdom comeYeah Sharp brang the drank, I bring the bluntsF-cking with me it's blood, brains or gutsF-ck yall for real thoughSleep with the hammer under the pillowGet into the room, bend her over like her elbowsSoon as I'm done peel off like velcro, GoneBaby I'm stoned, smoking on the strongGot a huge ass bong, swag off the hookYou can't use that phoneStopped at the light and put my roof back onOne time for the G's, the niggas got it lock'dThe niggas with the keys, The niggas on the blockThe niggas on they P's and Q'sPut your ***** on the evening newsJumping in the game better read the rulesHigh as a ***** yeah that's me on the moonF-ck with me die soon, not lateAnd I'm sorry for the motherf-cking waitTunechi
