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
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
Writer(s): Adam J Marano, Hector Santiago, Thomas James Ackley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

