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'Wait A Minute' Lyrics - Chris Webby (Ft. Kid Ink & Bun B)
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yeah
see, listen up girl,
you're looking good all but
i gotta make my money
i gotta have priorities you know

it's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches
but i ain't never met one like you
but is money to be made and i'm really tryin to get it
so baby what i need you to do

hook:
bitch you gotta, wait a minute, wait a minute
i got no fucking time you gotta
wait a minute, wait a minute,
you see i'm out here on the grind you gotta
wait a minute, wait a minute,
yeah bitch i know you fine but you gotta
wait a minute, wait a minute, yeah

there's a woman that i love and she gave birth to me in 88
it's time from all these bitches all come second to the paper chase
not to sound conceited but i work my fucking asshole
for be a dumb motherfucker river let the women
take away from the stack and all of my cash out
that's all, in the story you're good or bad
and all we're making money is mandatory
so salute the canting when i come through, when i rack the rapping
got money on my mind it's time to make it happen
aside from me attraction you ain't shit but the distraction
so just seat there and relax while i work on bringin this cashin
now that i got the taste of it, i just can't stay away from it
they made me selling out this is me i'ma make em paper shit

it's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches
but i ain't never met one like you, like you
but this money to be made and i'm really tryin to get it
so baby what i need you to do

hook:
bitch you gotta, wait a minute, wait a minute
i got no fucking time you gotta
wait a minute, wait a minute,
you see i'm out here on the grind you gotta
wait a minute, wait a minute,
yeah bitch i know you fine but you gotta
wait a minute, wait a minute, yeah

i need this second, yeah we could work it out
wait a minute, get it girl give me some time
i'm bout my money on the grind 25 a spring
summer winners snow nice sunny on
i just need you to be my ride of that
you know what i'm going getting money is the alibi
maybe when i hit a hundred mili i'll be satisfied
to it ..gotta keep it rolling get your camera time
hard that gotta hit the road jack
why you're acting crazy think you need some rose
i know how to hold zack, and i know i leave em alone so
you should know who the star girl it's your..

it's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches
but i ain't never met one like you like you
but this money to be made and i'm really tryin to get it
so baby what i need you to do

[hook:]

now ask the world keep revolving and the plan is keep rotating
got my eyes on the prize and if our only suckers hatin
i'm posted in the lab man i'm putting in the time
if i'm tryin get the tickets so our stack to get the shine
it's people on the sidelines, waiting for a chance
to be here in starting line with the rock up in their hands
all i needed was a shot, but nobody up a game
so i got tired awaiting on it and with one
now i'm in the game fuck the fortune and the pain
don't get caught up in the pleasant lights and banners switch your name
it's all get today and it's all gone tomorrow
and i'm glad you've made it rainin wont' let you come back and borrow

it's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches
but i ain't never met one like you like you
but this money to be made and i'm really tryin to get it
so baby what i need you to do

[hook:]

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Call me bowser, hit them on the floor like a boss bitch
It’s inevitable that you step into my level then you get end up with a loss bitch
Line in the sand, I’ve crossed it
Grinding till I’m exhausted
Never gonna put the mic down, I’m here right now
So what you want, bitch?
Still here cause I flow grind, mixtape shits since ’09
Only white dud in the game, who made it this far
Without a co sign
Baby and now it’s show time, they telling me that it’s your time
Freestyle in my destiny, bitches I never rolled my
So … my fucking name cause know we not the fucking same
I’m fucking for my life and the title just like the hungry game
Had to get … my succes…
Any time a beat gets killed, they looking for me
Cause they know I’m a suspect
Leaving competition upset, grabbing they girl then we fuck yes
They stepping at me in a battle when winning
That’s like…cats on a drug test
Shit will not happen, ready for action
Grabbing a mic and I’m getting it cracking
No need for the bragging I know that I’m dope
And homie you ain’t even a fraction
Or what I can do, I’m coming for you
And steadily killin the rappin
So fuck it, I’m through …
Taking bottles to the…be haning with dust pants
So slow it down, sippin on my …
Crack inside of Webby’s world like polly…
I roll it ain’t a fire, just so it can take me higher
Molten lava flow and smoking my volcano vaporizer
I had the … cause rap is full of politics
So all you politicians suck my dick until you swallow it
My dreams must have a Twitter account, cause I’ma follow it
And anyone or everything in my way, I’ll demolish it

Motherfucking monster, steady ripping and …
…into the chopper… breaking better than …
…flow, …spitting it so, out of control…
Keep the bitches… I stick and I go
I’m better than you, no matter how you try to figure it bro
The villain is back, given a track
Won’t stop till I got a million in cash…
But different rhythm…listen to that
So Mario, should do his cardio
And grab a flower, cause you’ll need to throw some fireballs
If you gonna step to bowser, yeah.

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[Hook:]
There's a lot of people talking to me, I don't hear nothin'
Pop a pill now I'm rollin', all I hear is the percussion
I'm gone [x5]
Driftin' to another world, losing touch with gravity
Losing touch with everything, even my own reality
I'm gone [x7]

[Verse 1:]
Got my unusual pharmaceuticals, everyone is edible
Barely sensible, but I'm feeling fuckin' incredible
Like Bruce Banner changin' the standard of being lifted
Got another duchie twisted the size of a fuckin' midget
I rhyme and they fuckin wit' it
So why would I fuckin' quit it
So I'll tap my blunt ashes on these liars and fuckin' critics
Designed to just be a menace
Let me pop a pill and witness me defy the laws of physics
Tell Newton I really did it
No losing so let me get it
Maneuvering with the quickness
I'm the reason that my local pharmacy is still in business
I'm the illest like I stepped out the clinic with bad news
Now they see me as more than just a gimmick with tattoos
They hatin' then fuck you, and fuck it yo where's my medicine?
I think I got another doctor's appointment to pencil in
Almost out of Adderall, pop another Ambien
Buckled in on whatever shuttle they try to land me in

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'll be poppin' G-ladies until I'm at least eighty
Unable to see straightly wherever the E takes me
I'm there, poppin' stars until I'm rollin' insane
Even if the doctor says I'll get a hole in my brain
I got that mental novacaine, palms sweaty, it's aight though
Molly and some acid tabs, yep! That is the right dose
I'm bad news, you want different? Then go to Geico
A drug induced animal posted up with the lights low
Brim to my eyebrows, higher than the sky's clouds
I'm Mike Vick, and bitches refusing to lie down
Greater than Alexander, searching for my crown
Ounces don't do it no more, I gotta buy pounds
Break it down - then I roll it up quick and I light that shit
Ain't nobody messin' with the flow now, betta slow down, you ain't rippin' mics like this
You don't live a life like this, so go and shut your lips
And pass the fuckin' joint man, I need another hit

[Hook]

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yeah! yeah!
i be killin’ ‘em
ye ye, i’m killin’ ‘em
till my bank statement reads 27 million
they said i couldn’t do it so you know i gotta get it done
acrobatic rappin’ the way that webby be flippin’ son
six mixtapes and the fans need more
i hit the fork in the road and took a detour
fire marshall shuttin’ shows down
cuz i blow up spots like a dalmatian strapped up with c4
blow minds when they heard the rap
hustle so many tapes you think i’m servin crack
make bass lines sizzle when i burn a track
only dude who made datpiff’s server crash
yo i’m nice better learn the facts
came a long f*ckin’ way not a chance i’ll be turning back
uh, so you know that i’ma rap check ‘em
when i put my fitted cap back like ash ketchum
i beat ‘em up grab an emt
think you better then you must be takin’ dmt
dream on mothaf*cka i am dmc
hard body flow cop my tape at gnc
see,
i shut ‘em up like they papa doc
cuz i got more lines than a stop & shop
on the day before thanksgiving yeah i drop a lot
of shit stealthy in the game like an ocelot
ha!
mortal kombat logo tatted on my back
so you know i’m gonna “finish him” from the moment i attack
i’m a train passenger all i need is a track
to be getting’ where i’m goin’ and when i do it’s a wrap
so step when i bust
get left in my dust
i’m in it to the finish investin’ my bucks
the best and i just don’t stop… an animal
my manager found me up at pet supplies plus
plus i be killin’ ‘em consecutively
without expending any energy effortlessly
i got a bag full of trees, chef boyardee
and a hometown throne in the 203
motherf*ckas know
they better tuck and roll
cuz i’m the master and commander of this shit
they call me russell crowe
i’ll never love a ho
so i’ll wear a rubber bro
if i have a kid i’ll get disowned by my mother yo
on another note nobody can step to me
i think i may have told you already but with my memory
it’s hard to remember anything after all the ecstasy
but still they can’t touch me like i got a case of leprosy
i got ‘em askin’ questions like they playin’ jeopardy
“a dope spittin’ white boy?”
bzzzt
“what is chris webby”
see they take shit too serious, i’m here to add some levity
roll a j and take one to the head john kennedy
what i’m here to do is pretty f*ckin’ clear cut
even at 45 with a beer gut
i’ma still get your chick wetter than a tear duct
and make mixtapes that’ll get your ear f*cked
not in taylor gang,
not a young mula
i’m in webby’s world
i am the 1 rula
nerf gun shoota
with a dumb aim
leavin’ monica lewinsky with a cum stain
untamed understand the flows
i’m dope, but at this point the fans should know
hbo flow with a band of bros
and a chick with an ass fatter then amber rose
hehh!
i throw ‘em off like a star pitcher
they can’t follow the flow the way the bars hit cha
i’m a bar spitta
shit
them beaten me is like seein’ mel gibson at a bar mitzvah
yeah!
i be killin’ ‘em
heh!
i be killin’ ‘em
yeah!
hahaha
yeah!
webby’s lab
yessir

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