Wait On It Lyrics - Malta Bend - Stevie Stone

Yeah, uh-huh 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Imma make 'em wait, make 'em wait 

Migrate, make they eyes dilate 

Strangeulators [?] they never mind me 

We the illest, we come around and size up your Padre 

Me and Ubi, Godi in the building we burnin' some Bombay 

Okay I know they wanna slay us, play homage and celebrate 

But you must make it happen, get at us and set a date 

Rolling up on your set, with the scent of a featherweight 

And if'n they tryna bomb us I promise to levitate 

Why does it take dying for race to make a giant wake? 

Stay colossal, a revolution born on fire escapes 

Invade your private estate with the nine and this wire tape 

Truth comes, many size, shapes and a high-rate 

Why wait? fly away too high, but they buy brake 

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Pour gas on you niggas in motion to penetrate 

I circumvent security, hop in the side-gate 

I am dying for live-bait why are they eyeing me sideways? 

Wait! 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Imma make 'em wait on it 

Imma make 'em wait 

I'm crooked as a crook and I'm mobbin to set it straight 

Look at what we got in common, be honest we dominate 

Oh they smellin' like prey? I say they should be on a plate 

Tweaking, I should be eating, but Imma be on a - wait 

We did it our way, puffin' the piff in the broad day 

Fuck what y'all say, gettin' the script while the song play 

Your clique is an entrée, your bitch is a side-dish 

If the style sick lickety split they divide quick 

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Cause my clique be slanging that iron, this iron fist is iron mitten 

Ain't hard to define this 

I'll you in the details and look at the fine print 

You fuckin' up with niggas, who fuck what your kind is 

I dibble dab a little, I'm doing my lil' bit 

Punish them with the patterns, living to kill shit 

Strange was the label that push and pay me and still is 

Let us settle in ya mind, give 'em something to deal with 

Wait! 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Imma make 'em wait on it 

Imma make 'em wait 

Hold up. Let 'em take a second and soak up, the flow so over ocean I'm floating for sho' and know what? 

I know what the fuck I am doing, I'm doing donuts 

I appear courtesy on myself and my own personas 

Stonie yo' up 

I'm 'bout to po' up 

I have been winging for more that a Pepsi Cola 

I know some beautiful bitches in South Dakota 

Can you relate? they bobbin' and doing great 

Now gimme the ten - Wait 

I'm high as a fuck and I stay in the fly cape 

They dirty in the booth and I bathe in the fire lake 

You better get your duckets I'm grindin' for grind dates 

My De La Soul is burnin' for bitches in high states 

So Lynch me with the cleaver, I need to defy [?] 

Follow my vibe way back in the day from the 9-8- 

Sex a bitch up in the Bentley and fuck up her mind-state 

Staying patient for time's sake and you tryna rewind tape 

Wait! 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Imma make 'em wait on it 

Imma make 'em wait 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Time to fuck 'em up, time to fuck 'em up 

Imma make 'em wait on it 

Imma make 'em wait 

Wait up 

Hold up 

Imma make 'em wait on it 

Imma make 'em wait on it