Wait a Minute (Waka Remix) lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


[Intro: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Really, really, same image
Only f*ck with real street n*ggas
In the kitchen, whippin' chickens
Mixin' chemicals like a chemist
Apartment buildin' servin' tenants
They catch a case, take a sentence
Ain't want no names get mentioned
Don't f*ck with no lames or no snitchin'
I'm making flips like a gymnast
I'm balling hard like Emmitt
This bank card got no limits
You ain't ballin', n*gga, that's a scrimmage
Any beef, I'ma end it
Big FN with extended
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
n*gga you don't want no problems
Stay with shooters, yeah I got 'em
I say shoot 'em, then they shot 'em
Knock his top to his bottom
Like, oh dawg, I'm a menace
You need 'em bricks get your K
Industry n*gga still in the streets
Ain't sh*t changed but the chains
[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start sh*t then I finish
Hard head I don't listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
n*gga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start sh*t then I finish
Hard head I don't listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
n*gga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 2: Phresher]
Big head Jimmy Neutron
f*ck a b*tch on a futon
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
n*gga this ain't Groupon
Do my dirt all by my lonely
All my b*tches know we homies
If I pull up wit my b*tch hoes better act like they don't know me
All my side b*tches in check, diamonds clear like windex
One point got an index
Smash your ass like an insect
So you better be goo
Shawty better be new
When I walk in the room
She know she f*ckin' with a goon
Did (?) at the same time
My third leg got hang time
Bang, bang, bang time
Game face when it's game time
(?) Dora
Got her screamin' like a whore-a
She keep beggin' me to stop
But she really want more-a
Dirty soap (?) di*k (?)
But the di*k's so addictive
Homie how could you blame her?
Her hand dealt like Kramer
[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start sh*t then I finish
Hard head I don't listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
n*gga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start sh*t then I finish
Hard head I don't listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
n*gga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Boy, now what's the issue?
You gonna make me get with you
You want talk that girlie talk b*tch you can talk to my pistol
Wait, wait, wait a minute
I got big paper I'm spendin'
I get to flashin' on 'em, my whip blasted on 'em, I mean any n*gga can get it
That's 30 in the extendo
I had your b*tch in the end zone
n*gga she sucked me out the friend zone
n*gga she sucked me out the friend zone
I'm so good with the hoes
I pulled up in the Rolls
With my diamonds blinkin' like strobes
In a Kanye shirt with holes
I'm blowin' paper like Dat
My n*ggas in here strapped
They'll bust, you won't bust back
That's why I act how I act
I see it oh, so, clear
You n*ggas ain't really-really with this sh*t
Got me thinkin' I really, really, really run this b*tch
[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start sh*t then I finish
Hard head I don't listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
n*gga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start sh*t then I finish
Hard head I don't listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
n*gga let me count ya minutes
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