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Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Wait, wait (wait, wait) Had to tell a brudda wait I got some cash in my pocket Money in the bank and money in the safe (that wallet) Wait, wait, why you all up in my face? (Err) Baby, always on my case Bitch, I never go on dates (yuh) Ay, ay Put that pussy on the plate (uh-uh) Fuck it up and then I skate (ooh) I ain't really tryna stay (skrrt) No, way When I turn up in the place (yeah) All the gyal are screamin' Aitch So, I won't let it go to waste, no Fu-Fuck a hoe, get a stack (stack) Still got loads on the mat (huh) She want clothes, it's not dat (it's not dat) No, th-they wan hate they love chat Aitch, how'd you take it all in? Mate, I feel no weight so don't ask (no way) I don't mind, bro, I'm blessed (uh-huh) Got a clear mind with no stress (yeah) I'm on FaceTime to your ex (mm) Tell her take time, you're a beg (beg) Who you tryna impress? (What) You just need to say less (uh) Huh Wait, wait, wait Wait, wait (wait, wait) Had to tell a brudda wait I got some cash in my pocket Money in the bank and money in the safe (that wallet) Wait, wait, why you all up in my face? (Err) Baby, always on my case Bitch, I never go on dates Ay, ay Put that pussy on the plate (uh-uh) Fuck it up and then I skate (ooh) I ain't really tryna stay (skrrt) No, way When I turn up in the place (yeah) All the gyal are screamin' Aitch So, I won't let it go to waste, no Rip tings up 'til the beat gets wounded Ain't nobody in the game on 'lez Heads screwed on, rude boy ain't foolish Test man, where man rains off sets (where's that?) Got the floors on lock, gotta do this, got all the OG MC's vexed (yeah, yeah) All pissed cah the young white boy's up next Fuckin' up checks, tryna hear nothin' but yes (yes) Yeah, don't answer the phone I don't even look at the texts Yo, she want it all, I ain't tryna give her my best (no way) No, tryna be bae, gotta be 10/10 (wait) Wait, wait (wait, wait) Had to tell a brudda wait I got some cash in my pocket Money in the bank and money in the safe (ching-ching) Wait, wait, why you all up in my face? (Err) Baby, always on my case Bitch, I never go on dates (yuh) Ay, ay Put that pussy on the plate (uh-uh) Fuck it up and then I skate (ooh) I ain't really tryna stay (skrrt) No, way When I turn up in the place (yeah) All the gyal are screamin' Aitch So, I won't let it go to waste, no Are you crazy, I ain't tryna let it go (it's never that) I might wake up and decide to spend some dough (I'll get it back) Yeah, you're tryna holla on the phone She don't ever wanna be alone but never ask (uh) Oh, baby girl, you're being shy But don't worry about a thing Just get comfy in the ride (skrr, skrr, skrr-skrr) You're rollin' with me for tonight Now she tryna say she mine Let me pull up to the side (skrr-skkr) Wait, wait (wait, wait) Had to tell a brudda wait I got some cash in my pocket Money in the bank and money in the safe Wait, wait, why you all up in my face? (Err) Baby, always on my case Bitch, I never go on dates (yuh) Ay, ay Put that pussy on the plate (uh-uh) Fuck it up and then I skate (ooh) I ain't really tryna stay (skrrt) No, way When I turn up in the place (yeah) All the gyal are screamin' Aitch So, I won't let it go to waste, no Trust me
Writer(s): Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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