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Wait a Minute Songtext
von Joe Budden

Wait a Minute Songtext

Wa-wa-wait just a minute
Hold up! Wa-wa-wait just a minute
Yeah! Wa-wa-wait just a minute
Wa-wa-wait just a minute
Let that beat rock

Go and put your hands high in the air
With that stuff that get you real high in the air
Go and put your hands high in the air
With that stuff that get you real high in the air
Yeah y′all cheer y'all
Let me put somethin in your ear y′all

Jersey and we finally here y'all
Fresh from Cedar Borough in the lear y'all
Thugs wanna act I dare y′all
Gassed off that haze and the Smirnoff
To answer the questions I hear y′all
Me and that dude don't compare nah
He′s one Rob Strong
While I'm Nick Cannon folks at my best when the drum line′s on


Beef is welcome I'll get my dues
I′m not a Houston, I won't leave when the help come
Now wa-wa-wait just a minute
I think boo made a mistake just a minute

Two way and me like get her in the club
She must got me confused with a nigga she's fucked
I don′t bring sand to the beach
So they′ll get mad when other girls put they hands on me
If I do bring her out for all the world to stare
It's cause I think she′ll look better than all the girls there
Now wait wa-wa-wait just a minute
I think dude started to hate just a minute
He'll need a few eight balls to fix those
Drop out diamonds a few grades short

Go and put your hands high in the air
With that stuff that get you real high in the air
Soon as she say she gotta skate for a minute
Hold up! Wa-wa-wait just a minute
Now wa-wa-wait just a minute
Drop and shake shake shake just a minute
Soon as he start to show hate for a minute
Hold up! Wa-wa-wait just a minute


We gon′ do it like yeah y'all cheer y′all
Let me put somethin in your ear y'all

Somethin that you might wanna hear y'all
What′s all the tough looks and the stares for
Yeah I′m a boss so I'll always have cake
While you playin in the pool like you always have weight
When the streets is full of rats and they waitin to send you back
And we call him fat man cause he′s always with cake
Now wait wa-wa-wait just a minute

I think that watch is fake just a minute
Both got Jacobs here's how they differ
Your bezel′s slim mine's a little thicker
Diamonds in mine is just a little bigger
Your band′s plastic mine's is all glitter
I keep it hot but I'm like A-Rod
I′m the best but I let dude keep my spot
Now wait wa-wa-wait just a minute

Get smacked with the back of the eight just a minute
Keep hearin what dude said in the street
One elevator ride y′all are dead to beef
Yep it's me wave to haters
Cause I′m like Arnold dropped the guns and they made me mayor
So next time they throw hate for a minute
Hold up! Wa-wa-wait just a minute

Go and put your hands high in the air
With that stuff that get you real high in the air
Go and put your hands high in the air
With that stuff that get you real high in the air

Go and put your hands high in the air
With that stuff that get you real high in the air
Soon as she say she gotta skate for a minute
Hold up! Wa-wa-wait just a minute

Now wa-wa-wait just a minute
Drop and shake shake shake just a minute
Soon as he start to show hate for a minute
Hold up! Wa-wa-wait just a minute

Yeah! DJ Envy, Joe Budden, The Growth
On Top Block Gang nigga

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