Lil Wayne - Sorry 4 The Wait (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Wayne - Sorry 4 The Wait (en) Lyrics
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Ain’t nobody fuckin' with me
First-degree murder, you can get
your degree, motherfucker
And you ain’t gotta wonder
about me, Wonder Woman
Tune gon' ball, money
tall, Paul Bunyan
Real nigga shit, pussy
niggas gon' hate
Pound of the kush, call that
bitch "pound cake"
I hit it from the back and make
that bitch about-face
And then I gotta split, sorry,
baby, sour grapes
She whine, "Baby, don't leave"
I duck that bullshit, bob and weave
Everybody trippin', but
I ain’t never trippin'
Leave your ass flatter than
my new television
I'm talkin' 'bout money and the
power, power and the money
This shit is magic: Stan Van Gundy
I'ma run this shit 'til I'm
the last man runnin'
Mack, light that shit,
then pass that to me
Young Money, motherfucker,
yeah, we that shit
Yeah, Weezy go hard like Cialis
Don't love that bitch,
I fucked that ho
She pop X; I smoke O’s—tic-tac-toe
And I stink, 'cause I got
a lot of shit on my mind
They say numbers don't lie—is
that a 6 or a 9?
I stand in front of the clock,
'cause I'm ahead of the time
Knock your pussy ass off and
send your head to your mom
I ain’t playin' with niggas,
no, sir, not me
And they can’t blindfold
what my third eye see
Yeah, I was locked up, but
like a bird, I'm free
And the coupe transform, no Tyrese
Hello, goodbye, where are you, Wayne?
I’m somewhere in between joy and pain
And I reach for the stars,
got stuck in the clouds
Got high as a bitch and left
my love on the ground
Now, ain’t that 'bout a bitch?
It ain’t never 'bout a bitch
I'll take your bitch and make
her everybody bitch
Backed up by a bunch of G-ass niggas
And I just bought your girlfriend
some kneepads, nigga
Ha, Eagle Street, where
the real niggas hung
I'ma rep that shit 'til kingdom come
Yeah, $hort bring the drank,
I bring the blunts
Fuckin' with me, it's blood,
brains or guts, argh!
Fuck y'all, for real, though
Sleep with the hammer under the pillow
Get into the room, bend her
over like her elbows
Soon as I’m done, peel off like velcro
Gone, baby, I'm stoned
Smokin' on the strong,
got a huge-ass bong
Swag off the hook, you
can’t use that phone
Stopped at the light and
put my roof back on
Haha, one time for the G’s
The niggas got it locked,
the niggas with the keys
The niggas on the block, the
niggas on they P’s and Q’s
Put your bitch-ass on the evenin' news
Jumpin' in the game, better
read the rules
High as a bitch, yeah,
that's me on the moon
Fuck with me, die soon, not late
And I'm sorry for the motherfuckin'
wait—Tunechi!
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