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

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

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

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