Sorry 4 The Wait

作曲：Lil Wayne

作词：Lil Wayne

Sorry for the way man i will come out to

You

Ain't nobody ** with me

First degree murder you can get your degree

** and you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me

Wonder woman tune gon' ball money tall paul blunt

You real ** ** ** ** gon' hate

Pound of the kush call that ** pound cake

I hit it from the back and make the **

And then i got a split

Sorry baby sour grapes she wine baby don't leave

I duck that ** vibing **

Everybody tripping but i ain't never tripping

Leave your ** flattered in my new television

I'm talking about money and the power

This ** is magic

Stand van gunned

I'ma run this ** till i'm the last man

Running mac like that ** didn't pass that to me

Young money ** yeah we that **

Yeah reason go hard like c at list

Don't love that ** i ** that hoe

She pop x i smoke o's tic tac toe

And i stink 'cause i got a lot of ** on my mind

They say numbers don't lie is that a six or nine

I stand in front of the clock

Knock your ** ** off and send your head to your mom

I ain't playing with ** no sir not me

And they can't blindfold with my third eye

See yeah i was locked up like a bird

I'm free in a coupe transform

No tire reece hello goodbye

Where are you wayne

I'm somewhere in between joy and pain

And i reach for the stars got stuck in the clouds

Got high as a ** and left my love on the ground

I ain't that bottom ** it ain't never bought a **

I take your ** and make her everybody **

Backed up i'll punch a g ** **

And i just bought your girlfriend some knee pass **

Ignorant that ** till kingdom come yeah

Sharp bring the drink i bring the blunts

** y'allfor real though

Sleep with the hammer under the pillow

Get it to the room bend it over like an elbow

Soon as i'm done

Peel off like velcro gone baby i'm stone

Smoking on the strong got a huge ** bone

Swag off the hood you can't use that phone

Stop at the light and put my roof back on

Ha ha one time for the g's

The ** got it locked the ** with the keys

The ** on the block the ** on they block

P's and q's put your ** ** on the evening news

Jumping in the game better read the rules

High as a ** yeah that's me on the moon

Fuckmade that soon not late

And i'm sorry for a motherfucking way don't you