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[Produced by Jahlil Beats] [Intro] I'm sorry for the wait, nigga I'm tighter than these pussy hoes, I'm chafe, nigga Pockets full of crumbs, I'm a breadwinner [Verse] I'm sorry for the wait, nigga I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga I put up some ornaments today nigga (Why?) Cause 'round here every day a holiday, niggaaa This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 That AK shoot like K do Had to tell myself, 'Tune just stay tuned' Swear I got the hardest flo', my shit break brooms I been hot since 1998, nigga That's 98 degrees, Nick Lachey, nigga Hope you know the Feds got Instagram They liking every photo that you take, nigga I was totin a gun before a switchblade Cut your head off and put it on display Boy, we find out where you live and then we invade Boy, we do not kill no kids, but your bitch dead Ooh, shawty like the way that you floss out Til I shoot you in the head, now she grossed out I'm the boss, you just heard it from the horse mouth I told a nigga count on me and niggas lost count This world is only preparation for the next (Alright) Money bags under my eyes, money over rest Tryna get a hunned M's out the alphabets Open up my mouth to smile, ooh treasure chest Ooh, DJ Stevie J keep the Glock on him I just bought a new .44 and I'm a proud owner Belfast and Monroe, that was our corner Fuckin fast in your ho, ooh cowabunga Sip some lean, pop a Xan bar My bougie bitch pussy taste like caviar Once I fuck a bitch, her pussy is a landmark I don't know how you like your steak, but I'm in rare form Fuck them bitchass niggas, fuck whoever care for 'em Momma jumped out a plane, I was air-borne Gold watches, gold chains; watch for Leprechauns Favorite subject was PE, Pablo Escobar Kill him when he least expect it, at a restaurant Throw him with the rest of 'em, in a reservoir I'm the renaissance man, peep my repertoire Excuse my French, but it's menage a trois, au revoir Oooh, my Nina Ross got a bad mouth Yea, I'm consuming grass like a cash cow Give a fuck 'bout a police with his badge out If you ain't got a warrant, get up out my damn house! This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 This a all white affair, I brought the yay through She said Tunechi skate through, and I'mma skate you I'm aimin at your grapefruit, blaow, grape juice Ooh, tell them bitches; free dick and blow Give me head... Can't kiss no mo' I got; free jewelry, car keys, and more And I just started robbin like a week ago Hundred diamonds on my bitch, I don't bling no more Two hunned thousand for a show You gotta speak to Po Yeah, got me on my Young Money shit No Cash Money, just Young Money shit Wooh, got me on my Young Money shit [Outro] My nigga Chaz Ortiz in this bitch with me Mula!
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