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Nigga, I'm 4 The Fucking Wait, it's busy
Racing Ferrari Lil Reginae, that's gangsta
You know I always come in place
You hating, it's written all over your

Bitch you jealous, and I was
Bitch you jealous, stunt, stunt, nigga don't lie
a fuck nigga, bitch you jealous
I'm Sorry 4 The apologetic, bitch you jealous
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
out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne than John Wayne
Make him change his name to Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo, Lil Marly G, and my 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 I'll climb the
My other gotta ride the bench, and what that said
Bitch you jealous, I'm fly my dreadlocks, propellers
I think here like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And nigga you sleep with the
I couldn't be JR for ever, I don't to ruffle your feathers
But I had to spread my wings, ain't trying to get lemon
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 because this is a rental
Now the snow is just in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a bitch down mmmemento
I rather get screwed than scrutinize, I rather get used by a pie
If she ain't fucking it's time
I rather be advised supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour and expensive wine
In water guns, and shoot other, uh
I get high, meditate like a monk, but when I get drunk
And my is wilder than gunk, my do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of cute bitch with a donk, as long as the bitch got a
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She said "ool I like cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk, so please hard, study long
Kill yo wife then take the bitch
And text you to please hurry
And the rain drops just into blood
It looks like you come in from a storm
And if all pussies cover walls, I you run into your own
I come with that heroin flow, I come with never before
My CMB days are dead, I worried about ghost
I the MOB, we divorced
And all that dead with out me of course
nothing, a zombie, a corpse
You burnt yourself and was suppose to me the torch
it, I'll see you in forbes nigga

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