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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking Wait, busy
Racing Ferrari with Lil Reginae, that's
You know I come in second place
You hating, it's all over your fuckin'

Bitch you jealous, and I was
Bitch you jealous, stunt, stunt, nigga don't lie
Tell a fuck nigga, bitch you
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait apologetic, bitch you
Now give us our cash and our

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Riding like Pablo, still talking that blanco
My nina soprano, so we going leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John
Make him his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bottom bitch
If i'm falling, it's bottom list, if i'm tripping, a power trip
Her tongue like the pearly gates
And what said climb the fence
My other bitches gotta ride the bench, and what said
you jealous, i'm fly like my dreadlocks, propellers
I think should here like ochella, my woman a queen coretta
And nigga you with the devil
I couldn't be JR for ever, I don't mean to ruffle your
But I had to my wings, ain't trying to get lemon peppered
Got too many pistols, too issues, too many mistakes
Too many miscues, only made me better, it me into
The man I am today, i'm new and i'm
I got my shit right, it's just you and a
Suit yourself this suit is a rental
Now the is just coming in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a bitch down un momento
I rather get screwed scrutinize
I rather get used by a pie
If she fucking it's uber time
I rather be advised supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour champagne and expensive
In water guns, and shoot other, uh
I get high, meditate like a monk, but when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder than gunk, my is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of bitch with a donk
As as the bitch got a donk
And I smell like, pussy, money, and
She "ool I like your cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, long
yo wife then take the bitch phone
And text you to hurry home
And the rain just turned into blood
It looks you just come in from a storm
And if all pussies walls, I hope you run into your own
I come that heroin flow, I come with that never before
My CMB days are dead, I ain't worried ghost
I married the MOB, we
And all that dead with out me of course
It's nothing, a zombie, a
You burnt yourself and was suppose to pass me the
Fuck it, I'll see you in nigga

I'm Sorry 4 The Wait
It's busy, my calender for better days
You either the page, or tear the page
Y M Money nigga, never age