Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wait On It, artist - Stevie Stone. Album song Malta Bend, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.06.2015
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Wait On It |
| Yeah, uh-huh |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Imma make 'em wait, make 'em wait |
| Migrate, make they eyes dilate |
| Strangeulators they never mind me |
| We the illest, we come around and size up your Padre |
| Me and Ubi, Godi in the building we burnin' some Bombay |
| Okay I know they wanna slay us, play homage and celebrate |
| But you must make it happen, get at us and set a date |
| Rolling up on your set, with the scent of a featherweight |
| And if’n they tryna bomb us I promise to levitate |
| Why does it take dying for race to make a giant wake? |
| Stay colossal, a revolution born on fire escapes |
| Invade your private estate with the nine and this wire tape |
| Truth comes, many size, shapes and a high-rate |
| Why wait? |
| fly away too high, but they buy brake |
| Pour gas on you niggas in motion to penetrate |
| I circumvent security, hop in the side-gate |
| I am dying for live-bait why are they eyeing me sideways? |
| Wait! |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Imma make 'em wait on it |
| Imma make 'em wait |
| I’m crooked as a crook and I’m mobbin to set it straight |
| Look at what we got in common, be honest we dominate |
| Oh they smellin' like prey? |
| I say they should be on a plate |
| Tweaking, I should be eating, but Imma be on a — wait |
| We did it our way, puffin' the piff in the broad day |
| Fuck what y’all say, gettin' the script while the song play |
| Your clique is an entrée, your bitch is a side-dish |
| If the style sick lickety split they divide quick |
| Cause my clique be slanging that iron, this iron fist is iron mitten |
| Ain’t hard to define this |
| I’ll hook you in the details and look at the fine print |
| You fuckin' up with niggas, who fuck what your kind is |
| I dibble dab a little, I’m doing my lil' bit |
| Punish them with the patterns, living to kill shit |
| Strange was the label that push and pay me and still is |
| Let us settle in ya mind, give 'em something to deal with |
| Wait! |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Imma make 'em wait on it |
| Imma make 'em wait |
| Hold up. |
| Let 'em take a second and soak up, the flow so over ocean I’m floating |
| for sho' and know what? |
| I know what the fuck I am doing, I’m doing donuts |
| I appear courtesy on myself and my own personas |
| Stonie yo' up |
| I’m 'bout to po' up |
| I have been winging for more that a Pepsi Cola |
| I know some beautiful bitches in South Dakota |
| Can you relate? |
| they bobbin' and doing great |
| Now gimme the ten — Wait |
| I’m high as a fuck and I stay in the fly cape |
| They dirty in the booth and I bathe in the fire lake |
| You better get your duckets I’m grindin' for grind dates |
| My De La Soul is burnin' for bitches in high states |
| So Lynch me with the cleaver, I need to defy |
| Follow my vibe way back in the day from the 9−8- |
| Sex a bitch up in the Bentley and fuck up her mind-state |
| Staying patient for time’s sake and you tryna rewind tape |
| Wait! |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Imma make 'em wait on it |
| Imma make 'em wait |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up |
| Imma make 'em wait on it |
| Imma make 'em wait |
| (wait up) |
| (Hold up) |
| (Imma make 'em wait on it) |
| (Imma make 'em wait on it) |