Joe Budden - Wait a Minute lyrics
Wa-wa-wait just a minute Hold up, wa-wa-wait just a minute Yeah, wa-wa-wait just a minute, uh Wa-wa-wait just a minute Let that beat rock Go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Yeah y'all, yeah y'all Let me put somethin in ya ear y'all Jers' and we finally here y'all Fresh from Z the borough and Alliyah y'all Thugs wanna act I dare y'all Ga**ed off that haze and the Smirnoff The answer to questions I hear y'all Me and that dude don't compare naw He's one rhyme song While I'm Nick Cannon folks at my best when the +drumline's+ on Beef is welcome I'll get my dudes 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-wayin me like get her in the club She must got me confused wit a n***a she's f** Cause I don't bring sand to the beach So they don't get mad when other girls put they hands on me If I do bring out for all the world to stare It's cause I think she'll look better than all the girls here Now wait, wa-wa-wait just a minute I think dude's started to hate just a minute He'll need a few 8-balls to fix those dropped out diamonds a few grades short Now go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff to get you real high in the air Soon as she say she gotta escape 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's about to show hate for a minute Hold up, wa-wa-wait just a minute We gon do it like yeah y'all, yeah y'all Let me put somethin' in ya ear y'all Somethin' that you might wanna hear y'all What's with all the tough looks and the stares for? Yeah I'm a boss so I'll always have hate Why you playin' in the hood like you'll always have weight Streets is fulla rats just waitin' to send you back And we call 'em +fat man+ cause he's always wit Jake Now wait, wa-wa-wait just a minute I think that watch is fake just a minute Both got Jacob's here's that ain't ya fault Your bezel slim, mine's a lil' thicker Diamonds in mine is just a lil' bigger Your be'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 wit the back of the 8 just a minute Keep hearin' what dude said in the street One elevator ride y'all are dead to beat Yep it's me, wave to haters Cause I'm like Arnold drop 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 on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Soon as she say she gotta escape 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's about to show hate for a minute Hold up, wa-wa-wait just a minute Go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Soon as she say she gotta escape for a minute Hold up, wa-wa-wait just a minute