Текст песни Wait a Minute (feat. J Rabon) - J.Blaze , J. Rabon

Hello
Hello
Hello

Hold up, calm down, wait a minute
Girl that ass too round, wait a minute
I do it for my home town, wait a minute
Im the King, where the crown, wait a minute

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute

All the girls say who dat who dat, yeh who dat who dat
Niggas wanna know how I do that do that
I twenty-five for the show but I blew right through that
Used to be in the back now I′m up to bat
Home run, its my last lap and you just begun
You mate with some but you just lost one
305 where the boy come from
And it ain't no fun if the homies get numb
Too fly so I don′t hate
Throw that ass in a circle make it rotate
I be getting hella money sick of OA
If you need a couple dollars I could donate
My chick bad she be fucking with the crom rate
You ain't never met the pussy like a blind date
I know a couple Zo's gets a nigga violate
I serve the beef up nigga you could buy a plate

Now hold up, calm down, wait a minute
Girl that ass too round, wait a minute
I do it for my home town, wait a minute
Im the King, where the crown, wait a minute

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute

Lil baby got a booty that′ll make you say wha
She bounce it up and down like she on a sea saw
I don′t play around baby, I be on my job
Niggas wanna talk, mm not right now
Unless you talking money then you have my undivided
Never ask permission I can grant all ya wishes?
305 connected I say mobbin with my nigga
Rabon reason why I'm too gone
Blame it on the patrol
All my niggas scoot on?
I used to drive a neon now I′m whippin'
In a mazzi with the hottest smoking lotti
Yeh, Spanish girls call me Papi
Gotta backstage pass for your wifey
Ain′t no feeling on her ass cause she like me
Got her nigga real mad he wanna fight me

Now hold up, calm down, wait a minute
Girl that ass too round, wait a minute
I do it for my home town, wait a minute
Im the King, where the crown, wait a minute

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute

Throw a rack at it
(Woo, yeh, bless)
If you say you feel real lemme see you look back at it
(Lemme see you look back at it)
You, me and your friend baby girl thats mathematics
(Woo, c'mon, yeha)
I ain′t gotta take the price I could throw a few stacks at it
(I could throw a few stacks at it)
Throw a rack at it
(Imma throw a rack)

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
(Wait a minute)
Wait a minute, wait a minute...