Lyrics Wait Your Turn - B.o.B

Wait Your Turn

DJ Scream, DJ Spinz!
MLK, and we present to you that new shit nigga
B.o.B — «Who The Fuck Is B.o.B» the mixtape nigga!
You better wait your turn girl
Girl you better wait — wait
You better wait your turn girl
Girl you better wait — just wait
It ain’t enough of me to go around (ain't enough of me to go around)
'Nough of me to go around (ain't enough of me to go around)
It ain’t enough of me to go around (ain't enough of me to go around)
It ain’t enough of me to go around (ain't enough of me to go around)
Shouts out to the homey DJ SWATS out there
Whattup nigga?
2×2: B.o.B — singing]
Yeah you know it’s B.o.B (geah)
B.o.B.o.B.o.B (geah)
Yeah you know it’s B.o.B (ah-hah)
Ahh, ahhh
In the club feelin woozy, I ran into some groupies
They started to pursue me I said «Girl what are you doin?
«Uh-uh, see, I’m with that girl
Deb is like «Bob — is that yo' girl?
«I was like «Uhh, I’m not really sure!
««But I’ll hit you when I’m done with her»
And you can’t hate on that
She was like «I can’t wait on that»
Well shoot, I’m straight on that
Girl you can dip, put skates on that
And don’t you say a word — nothin you can say a word
That’s just the way it works — girl you better wait yo' turn
I was at the Ruby Tuesday, approached by some groupies
They interrupted rudely and asked «Bob, would you do me?
«Uh-uh!
I’m already with that girl
And they was like «Bob, that ain’t yo' girl!
«I was like «Uhh, well, no»
«But if I get tired I’ll let you know»
And ain’t no way you can hate on that
And ain’t no way to debate on that
I’m right here, the flow right here
So gon' head girl, freak your face off that
Huh, cause I’m not interested
I think the exit’s in that direction (over there)
But don’t get mad at me
Cause after her girl you the next one
Cause I smoke hams to death
And she got hams I’d like to stretch
She looked at me like «Bet»
She already know, Hemp Squad on deck