25 Hour Wait Songtext
von Cash Kidd

(MKay, you like a wizard with this shit)
Ayy, huh
(I like that, Anton)

All these wannabes, shit like copy and paste
Told your bitch her pussy deep enough to drive out of state, ho
You knew you was broke before you hopped in my face
Just told the bitch while she was suckin′ she ain't got what it take
She wanna fuck, set an appointment, twenty-five hour wait
I need to stop, drop, and roll ′cause I got five by the waist
Big crib, ducked off, get your ass popped by the gate
Rich ass, BeBe Kiddin', wear no socks to the bank

Broke nigga put it on his mama he get money, that ho goin' to hell


Told her, "No strings attached," like she goin′ to jail
Hit your block and drop fifty off like I′m goin' on sale
Big deals, she just want the nigga with the big bills
Jugg fan, do it one more time, they not hip still
She wanna blow me ′cause I'm rich, call that windmill
I′m just tryna get my top blew like two percent milk
Nigga cuffed my head hunter, now my heart ache
In the mansion, living room got an arcade
Hand full of pointers like a motherfuckin' dart game
Springfield on me, I ain′t talkin' 'bout where Bart stay

Just added nuts to the chop, that′s a parfait

Vest on, swingin′ arms like I'm Carl Banks
Nigga, everything on me real but my car fakes
All the jewelry come from swipin′ like a fraud case

All these wannabes, shit like copy and paste
Told your bitch her pussy deep enough to drive out of state, ho
You knew you was broke before you hopped in my face
Just told the bitch while she was suckin' she ain′t got what it take
She wanna fuck, set an appointment, twenty-five hour wait
I need to stop, drop, and roll 'cause I got five by the waist
Big crib, ducked off, get your ass popped by the gate
Rich ass, BeBe Kiddin′, wear no socks to the bank


Dark skin thick as hell, taste like chocolate cake
Mama know if I ain't get rich, then I was robbin' the bank
It′s crazy, I got rich, I′m still robbin' the bank
Hit his bitch, he turn to Kim K, he hot in the face
Pulled the whole trap soft and left my socks on the train
Man, this shit just like Wheel of Fortune, tryna buy me a K
Soon as one bitch leave, I go and buy me a Wraith
Big crib in the hills, I took my house on a date
Yeah, bitch say that throat mine, tat my name on it

Eastside hot as hell, did my thing on it
Nose to the sky, got some Cartier frames on ′em

I'm a made man like I got a slave on me
My bitch got a big body, she a Range Rover
Nina got some big-ass titties, and I paid for ′em
Nina got some big-ass titties, mommy makeover

Top gone, I off the roof like this hangover

All these wannabes, shit like copy and paste
Told your bitch her pussy deep enough to drive out of state, ho
You knew you was broke before you hopped in my face
Just told the bitch while she was suckin' she ain′t got what it take
She wanna fuck, set an appointment, twenty-five hour wait
I need to stop, drop, and roll 'cause I got five by the waist
Big crib, ducked off, get your ass popped by the gate
Rich ass, BeBe Kiddin', wear no socks to the bank