Wait For Me lyrics

[Intro: Sheek Louch]
This is it (this is it)
Ugh, Lox
Lox, Lox
Ugh
I got 'em
Yo

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
It's hell on earth, ignorant, we fight over turf we don't even own
A black queen's gon' know what they worth but I ain't preachin'
I still know each gun to tuck it
Bag a b*tch, get her drunk, take her home and f*ck it
Bottle to that Rose, grandaddy lightin'
I work out in the gym like I'm ultimate fightin'
But I don't wanna grapple, I go upside your head with a Snapple
b*tch, that's how we do it in the Apple
Carats on my wrist, P-Os take samples when I p*ss
But I laugh at the white ass like Kiss
I'm built for an all-out riot but gettin' money got me constantly tired
But understand my shooters is constantly hired
Fake-ass thug n*gga, I heard that you wired
Couple bucks put you on an I-V diet
L-O-X waitin' for n*ggas to come try it

[Chorus: Styles P & Jadakiss]
Make money, spend money, make money
Take money, spend money, take money
Take money
Early money, late money
Rapper money, weight money (weight money)
Crooked money, straight money
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me (wait for me)
[Verse 2: Styles P]
The clock moves slow but time flies
When my heart stop, when my mind die
If Louch and Kiss fly, then I'm fly
If Louch and Kiss ride, then I ride
And I'm the get high guy
Pitch it to me, it's a home, a line-drive
Some talk slick, some think slick
They work on a corner where a bullet is your pink slip
Drive on the pain, rely on my instinct
Knee-deep in the game, I know sh*t stink
b*tch wanna leave, you tell her peace
You thought you bought her, it was just a lease
Play with L-O-X, rest in peace
Classy-ass gangsters to say the least
We in the streets, we are the streets
Gun out the Porsche [?] top with the [?] seats

[Chorus: Styles P & Jadakiss]
Make money, spend money, make money
Take money, spend money, take money
Take money
Early money, late money
Rapper money, weight money (weight money)
Crooked money, straight money
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me (wait for me)
[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
When it's go-time, I ain't never hesitated (uh uhn)
When I hear what happened to 'em, I ain't never devastated (nope)
By the way, none of my victims have never made it (never)
So I already know I got a spot reservated
Starin' at the barrel, you see it ain't a gimmick
When you get there, tell Satan I be there in a minute
I'm insane, I got permanent damage on the brain
It's a shame how a n*gga took advantage of the game
How he work so hard, how he manage all the pain?
Nice for so long, how he handle all the fame?
Real n*gga network, different channel from the lames
It's a love-hate thing, I just handle it the same (same way)
Can't spoil us, most loyalist (yeah)
Never about I, always all of us (L-O-X)
To infinity, c*cksucker
Third sermon of the Trinity, c*cksucker
What?

[Chorus: Styles P & Jadakiss]
Make money, spend money, make money
Take money, spend money, take money
Take money
Early money, late money
Rapper money, weight money (weight money)
Crooked money, straight money
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me
Tell me go to hell, I shoot you and tell you wait for me (wait for me)