Late

(Little girl, please, stop your crying)

I'll be late for that, baby, I'll wait for that

If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that

I'm comin' in when I feel like

So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right

I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that

I think I was made for that

So I'm comin' in when I feel like

So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right

(Little girl, please, stop your crying)

Stop all your blood clot cryin', I was flyin'

Made it to school with barely enough time to sign in

Yeah, I hear the alarm, yeah, I hear you, mom

Yeah, yeah, I don't wan' be broke when I'm thirty-one

They said the best classes go to the fastest, sorry, Mr. West

There's no good classes, and that's what yo' ass get

Not even electives? Not even pre-requits?

You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?

Now I'm in the shop class or the basket weavin'

With all the rest of the motherfuckers underachievin'

Man, this is an insult

I went to junior high with all of them and they been slow

If I can catch the beat then slow down the tempo

Just throw this at the end if I'm too late for the intro

Will I make it from the student loans to a Benzo?

Like old folks pissin', I guess it all depends, oh, oh

(Little girl, please, stop your crying)

Stop your crying, baby

I'll be late for that, baby, I'll wait for that

If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that

I'm comin' in when I feel like

So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right

I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that

I think I was made for that

So I'm comin' in when I feel like

So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right

(Little girl, please, stop your crying)

You know when you be late you miss all the lights

That's right (That's right), that's right (That's right)

And when you get back she gon' start up a fight

That night (That night), that night

Baby, it's too late for that, lately I've been takin' it slow

Try and make it to the party 'fore the guest list close

With the freshest hoes, the professors know

We about to get real unprofessional

Like them Eskimos, what would you do for a Klondike?

Or two dykes that look Christina Milian-like?

Hmm, I'll be on time for that

I ain't thought of no line that could rhyme with that

Yo, I'll be there in five minutes, five hours later?

"I'll be there in five minutes," go 'head, ride with it

I'm so live with it, look how I did it

Been bullshittin' but I finally arrived with it

I know it's late and I took all year but

You can stop complainin' 'cause I'm finally here, yeah