lirik lagu ying yang twins - wait
remix, free
remix, busa bus
missy,
lil scr-ppy lets go
(lil scr-ppy:)
hey shorty,
i like the way u -ss it up,
im only whisperin ’cause im just tryin to f–k,
ooh gohead move that -ss,
give a g a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants,
i can tell u a freak
by the way that u dance,
yeah a tripple a man
ima grown man you heard me
you f–kin with a grown man,
hold your legs up baby
scream my name like a fan,
shhh you aint got nutin to say
hol on lil baby its oh kkk,
ahh some say im wrong for f–kin a n-gg- b-tch,
the same n-gg-s that do the same sh-t,
suck my d-ck quick,
getin it rich quick,
take this good -ss thuggin and help the nice d-ck,
im icey lik gouchie,
im bussin a oussie,
go on in the p-ssy i dont f–k wit the booty,
when im in the bed still carrey my tooly
do the paris hilton and make a p-rno movie
im groovy, like m-th-f–kin austin,
look at all the d bras and draws as im droppin
(chorus:)
this is the wait remix,
this is the wait remix,
hey girl,
this is the wait remix,
’cause u couldn’t get enough,
like baam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baaam, baam, baam, baam, baaam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baam,
couldnt get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
yo free
(free:)
hey how ya doing little dirty
let me whisper in ya ear
tell ya some sh-t you might like to hear
got a nice little pu$$y
and my -ss poke out
automatically, i can ride a d-ck, no doubt
i’m known for getting all the haters mad
i can go slow but go crazy fast
i give amazing head
backside a lil softer than a baby’s -ss
now that’s wild soft
i’ll let a rich n! gga hit it on his golf course
i got a young dude open, that was my fault
i let him see me in my bra and my boy shorts
now for the freaks in here, it’s the remix
puttin’ down with the ying yang twins
last night i fell in love with an ol’ g
he crept up on me
and this was he told me
he said
(chorus:)
this is the wait remix,
this is the wait remix,
hey girl,
this is the wait remix,
’cause u couldn’t get enough,
like baam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baaam, baam, baam, baam, baaam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baam,
couldnt get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
bussa buss baby
let me holla at ya shorty
(busta rhymes:)
before i put my cup on yo -ss,
you lookin i could park my truck on yo -ss,
shorty you should go ahead and clap that sh-t,
with yo big -ss makin me wanna slap that sh-t,
you know what jump in my ride and lets slide,
ima beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry,
now its time to make you open wide,
like a diamond f–k like you aint got no pride,
i love it hard,
i take you and alana outside,
f–k u off the edge of the bed landslide, dats right,
the way u freaky i wanna hangglide,
all on ur edge you tryin to give me head in my ride,
shhh, wait, chill, shhh, quiet,
let me finish tellin u wats goin on, okay,
the way u like to do it we can f–k to the song and ima beat the p-ssy up till its time to get gone,
and before i can end, wat i was sayin she was tryin to put me onto to her friend,
i told her bring her,
im warning you i once that said,
wait til the both of you see my d-ck.
(chorus:)
this is the wait remix,
this is the wait remix,
hey girl,
this is the wait remix,
’cause u couldn’t get enough,
like baam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baaam, baam, baam, baam, baaam, baam, baam, baam, baam, baam,
couldnt get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
couldn’t get enough,
(missy elliott:)
when i get up on the track ima talk a lot a sh-t,
been a around the world i been seen plenty d-cks,
small ones, medium, grande baby,
one minute, two minute, no way baby,
eat the nookie up, or eat the cookie,
i put the sugar on his tounge and that a shut em up,
i take my clothes down like its goin down, like a show down,
show him i can go for 12 rounds on the cold ground,
hey n-gg- let me slow it down,
like a striper on the pole i can role it round,
now who that there wanna tear da nookie up,
you betta pull out ya cash and put more then 50 up,
’cause this here chick aint gonna let u beat it up, you betta pull out ya cash and more then 50 up,
wait till u taste my,
wait till u taste my,
wait till u taste my,
wait till u taste my,
u gonna love this good stuff!
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