Hot Nigga Lyrics - Sorry 4 The Wait 2 - Lil Wayne

I'm sorry for the wait nigga 

I'm tighter than these pussy hoes, I'm chaff, nigga 

Pockets full of crumbs, I'm a breadwinner 

I'm sorry for the wait nigga 

I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga 

I put up some ornaments today, nigga 

Cause round here, every day a holiday, nigga 

This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 

That AK shoot like K do 

Had to tell myself, 'Tune just stay tuned' 

Swear I got the hardest stroke, my shit break brooms 

I been high since 1998, nigga 

That's 98 degrees, Nick Lachey, nigga 

Hope you know the Feds got Instagram 

They liking every photo that you take nigga 

I was toting a gun before a switchblade 

Cut your head off and put it on display 

Boy we find out where you live and then we invade 

Boy we do not kill no kids but your bitch dead 

Oooh, shawty like the way that you floss out 

Till I shoot you in the head, now she grossed out 

I'm the boss, you just heard it from the horse mouth 

I told a nigga count on me and niggas lost count 

This world is only preparation for the next 

Money bags under my eyes, money over rest 

Tryna get 100 M's out the alphabets 

Open up my mouth to smile, oooh treasure chest 

Oooh, DJ Stevie J keep the Glock on him 

I just bought a new .44 and I'mma proud owner 

Belfast and Monroe that was our corner 

Fuckin' fast in your ho, oooh Kowa-bunga 

Sip some lean, pop a Xan bar 

My bougie bitch pussy taste like caviar 

Once I fuck a bitch, her pussy is a landmark 

I don't know how you like your steak but I'm in rare form 

Fuck them bitchass niggas, fuck whoever care for 'em 

Momma jumped out a plane, I was airborne 

Gold watches, gold chains, watch for Leprechauns 

Favorite subject was PE, Pablo Escobar 

Kill him when he least expect it at a restaurant 

Throw him with the rest of 'em in a reservoir 

I'm the renaissance man, peep my repertoire 

Excuse my French, but it's menage a trois, au revoir 

Oooh, my nina Ross got a bad mouth 

Yea, I'm consuming grass like a cash cow 

Give a fuck 'bout a police with his badge out 

If you ain't got a warrant get up out my damn house 

This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 

This an all white affair, I brought the yay through 

She said Tunechi skate through, and I'mma skate you 

I'm aimin' at your grapefruit, blaow, grape juice 

Oooh, tell them bitches free dick and blow 

Give me head, can't kiss no more 

I got free jewelry, car keys, and more 

And I just started robbin' like a week ago 

Hundred diamonds on my bitch, I don't bling no more 

200, 000 for a show, you gotta speak to Po 

Yeah, got me on my Young Money shit 

No Cash Money, just Young Money shit 

Woah, got me on my Young Money shit 

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