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LIL' WAYNE lyrics : "Sorry 4 The Wait"

Ain't Nobody f-cking with me
First degree murder, you can get your degree
Motherf-cker

And you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder woman
Tune gonna ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Real ^!$$% %#@!, p-ssy ^!$$%s gon hate

Pound of the Kush call that (*##$ pound cake
I hit it from the back
And make that (*##$ about face

And then I gotta split
I'm sorry baby, sour grapes
She wine, baby don't leave

I duck that bull%#@!, bob and weave
Everybody tripping, but I ain't never tripping
Leave your $$# flatter than my new television

I'm talking about money and the power
Power and the money
This %#@! is magic Stan Van Gundy

Ima run this %#@! till I'm the last man runnin
Mack light that %#@!, then pass that to me
Young Money motherf-cker yeah

We the %#@!, yeah Weezy go hard like Cialis
Don't love that (*##$, I f-cked that ho
She pop X I smoke O's tic-tac-toe

And I stink cause I got a lot of %#@! on my mind
They say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9?
I stand infront of the clock

Cause I'm ahead of the time
Knock your #~!!@ $$# off
And send your head to your mom

I ain't playing with ^!$$%s, 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 inbetween joy and pain

And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds
Got high as a (*##$ and left my love on the ground
Now 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 $$# ^!$$%s

And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads ^!$$%
Eagle street where the real ^!$$%s hung
Ima rep that %#@! till Kingdom come

Yeah Sharp brang the drank, I bring the blunts
F-cking with me it's blood, brains or guts
F-ck yall 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, smoking on the strong
Got a huge $$# bong, swag off the hook
You can't use that phone

Stopped at the light and put my roof back on
One time for the G's, the ^!$$%s got it lock'd
The ^!$$%s with the keys, The ^!$$%s on the block

The ^!$$%s on they P's and Q's
Put your (*##$ on the evening news
Jumping in the game better read the rules

High as a (*##$ yeah that's me on the moon
F-ck with me die soon, not late
And I'm sorry for the motherf-cking wait

Tunechi

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