WAIT A MIN ft. Charles Moon5hine & Memosa Lyrics

Mr. Worldwide, feel like I'm starting to fit the name

Feel good when you're hearing them scream and say mine

Writing letters, sending besitos, oh my, oh my

A.M. put us on, throw your bone, be a dog and fly

A bird out

To see the city I made it from

Maybe in the bedroom, we could make a son

You know me well, oh fosho, we could make us one

All for tonight, my lady, but don't jump the gun

On nothing, for me, this ain't nothing special

To fit you in a schedule, forever better rest yourself up

Right up on my side, my baby, if it ain't nothing sexual

Then it about a be-, and she said

Wait a minute, why don't you pick up the phone

Hate to see you dry and see you chill all alone won't you

Go ahead and get up in and around the foam

Of my bed, the sheets wet, thinking of the bone killer

Dead, wrong, of what she claim to be

She said she really one of mines, but who she came to see

It wasn't me that she could freak, but she can play for keeps

With either of my brothers or others around the prodigy

Me, I, they not as fine as him

I am the king of all these rappers

Who your best in here

So let me really make a point so I'm forever clear

I'm more like fine wine and fool looking like you Everclear

It's real, deal, to catch my eyes baby

To really catch a glance its like a shooting star, crazy

Cause I don't do no double takes, I break your heart, maybe

Keep you for a bit little too long, play my part, baby

Wait a minute, why don't you pick up the phone

Hate to see you dry and see you chill all alone won't you

Go ahead and get up in and around the foam

Of my bed, the sheets wet, thinking of the bone killer

Dead, wrong, of what she claim to be

She said she really one of mines, but who she came to see

It wasn't me that she could freak, but she can play for keeps

With either of my brothers or others around the prodigy

It's Mr.Majestic

Once I smile, show the dimples, Ima leave them hoes crippled

Once I ride down the scene it's lights, camera, action

Like a bad back you know I got to get it cracking

The ladies love my style, and I don't really like to boast

Bum folks runaway once the fashion show, They lack control

I grab & hold the crowd then snatch their soul

Because I'm more than just some rapping quotes

Hold the phone, who this callin?

One of my shorties had to hit me up while I'm jogging

Said she saw me with a bitch, man I think she stalking

And that's probably true because I go out often

I like to spend some bread, smoke something get my mind right

Then I get some head

And she was fussing all morning, ain't hear shit she said

She had to let her anger out then we fixed the bed.

Wait a minute, why don't you pick up the phone

Hate to see you dry and see you chill all alone won't you

Go ahead and get up in and around the foam

Of my bed, the sheets wet, thinking of the bone killer

Dead, wrong, of what she claim to be

She said she really one of mines, but who she came to see

It wasn't me that she could freak, but she can play for keeps

With either of my brothers or others around the prodigy

Fixed on that machine like a mechanic, yeah

All of my bad habits, I'm a manic, yeah

Fuck all of this loyalty and fuck my ex

Walk in this bitch, I'm rolling and I'm best dressed

Now you getting views, huh

What's up with the news, huh

Now you acting weird, and a brother is getting screwed, yeah

But I'm grateful we made it straight out to New Year's

Over the grudges, I'm sick and tired of old tears

Wait a minute, why don't you pick up the phone

Hate to see you dry and see you chill all alone won't you

Go ahead and get up in and around the foam

Of my bed, the sheets wet, thinking of the bone killer

Dead, wrong, of what she claim to be

She said she really one of mines, but who she came to see

It wasn't me that she could freak, but she can play for keeps

With either of my brothers or others around the prodigy