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Waiting Video (MV)




Performed By: Jaji Preme
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Terri Powell




Jaji Preme - Waiting Lyrics
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They waiting on moma these niggas not eating
Read all my tattoos and found her some meaning
You into the Milly's than set up a meeting
Meditate never hate
Not with the grieving
I'm reaching for rim and I just missed the grim
Lip on the Brim
Tryna hold on my hand
But I'm holding on Hen
And I'm all in the lens
All bout yo stance
Pick a side where you stand?
You gon sit in this Trance
Few I could name they gone die for a chance
Put on yo shoes
Baby this yo last dance
Put on for city
Hope P-world not mad
Too mystical dragonfly on the hat
Dragging these niggas
When they make me mad
Check my genetics ain't nothing I lack
Came with the flame
I'm gone f*ck up the lab
Baby was thick she gon f*ck up my lap
Sitting like Buddha I hit like a tab
Jaji her Ajna could see through the map
Talk to the moon
Tell them niggas track that
Phones is real right
And they watching yo ass
And you don't recall
Signing up for the cast
Where the time go
These illusions is fast
Could feel if you hate
And I don't need to fast
If you know then you know
She speak in code
Do the thang cold
Racks on my phone
All in my notes
I get a 0
I smoke a O
I hit a Om
Align my dome
Do it again
Double a Gem
I ain't ya friend
God don't hold hands
Ask them on Fig
Grind till I'm rich
But just need a hit
Do what you want
We just need the bread
No matter the lane
I'm always a threat
He wanna collab
I won't send the stems
The game is so sad
It's all in ya Head
10 In the bed
Tail And some head
F*ck till I'm dead
Hey Sis I'm Jesus
Yes I will rise again
Hop in the whip
Numbers look like the Vin
I'ma money getting
While the the time ticking
Im'a Tom boy
But he tryna hit it
Ima China plate
Yeah expensive date
Made that nigga pay
Then answer to my twin
Double over thing
My whole life a win
I'm Inhaling Green
My Blow hit like wind
Cold city again
Coat fendi yeah
Celebrity chef checks
Flood cup with the best
Check ya nigga stressed
She relaxed and dressed
Gusto with the Zest
Fresh out LAX
Smell like lemon Skin
(Woo!)
Hope to make god grin
Hope reverse my sin
All good Over here
Success you can hear
Sound sex and sheer
Model tall and slim
Flirting with my limb
That a be a M
Priceless where I stand
They waiting on moma these niggas not eating
She read all my tattoos and found her some meaning
You into the Milly's than set up a meeting
Meditate never hate
Not with the grieving
I'm reaching for rim
And I just missed the grim
Lip on the Brim
Tryna hold on my hand
But I'm holding on Hen
And I'm all in the lens
All bout yo stance
Pick a side where you stand?
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They waiting on moma these niggas not eating
Read all my tattoos and found her some meaning
You into the Milly's than set up a meeting
Meditate never hate
Not with the grieving
I'm reaching for rim and I just missed the grim
Lip on the Brim
Tryna hold on my hand
But I'm holding on Hen
And I'm all in the lens
All bout yo stance
Pick a side where you stand?
You gon sit in this Trance
Few I could name they gone die for a chance
Put on yo shoes
Baby this yo last dance
Put on for city
Hope P-world not mad
Too mystical dragonfly on the hat
Dragging these niggas
When they make me mad
Check my genetics ain't nothing I lack
Came with the flame
I'm gone f*ck up the lab
Baby was thick she gon f*ck up my lap
Sitting like Buddha I hit like a tab
Jaji her Ajna could see through the map
Talk to the moon
Tell them niggas track that
Phones is real right
And they watching yo ass
And you don't recall
Signing up for the cast
Where the time go
These illusions is fast
Could feel if you hate
And I don't need to fast
If you know then you know
She speak in code
Do the thang cold
Racks on my phone
All in my notes
I get a 0
I smoke a O
I hit a Om
Align my dome
Do it again
Double a Gem
I ain't ya friend
God don't hold hands
Ask them on Fig
Grind till I'm rich
But just need a hit
Do what you want
We just need the bread
No matter the lane
I'm always a threat
He wanna collab
I won't send the stems
The game is so sad
It's all in ya Head
10 In the bed
Tail And some head
F*ck till I'm dead
Hey Sis I'm Jesus
Yes I will rise again
Hop in the whip
Numbers look like the Vin
I'ma money getting
While the the time ticking
Im'a Tom boy
But he tryna hit it
Ima China plate
Yeah expensive date
Made that nigga pay
Then answer to my twin
Double over thing
My whole life a win
I'm Inhaling Green
My Blow hit like wind
Cold city again
Coat fendi yeah
Celebrity chef checks
Flood cup with the best
Check ya nigga stressed
She relaxed and dressed
Gusto with the Zest
Fresh out LAX
Smell like lemon Skin
(Woo!)
Hope to make god grin
Hope reverse my sin
All good Over here
Success you can hear
Sound sex and sheer
Model tall and slim
Flirting with my limb
That a be a M
Priceless where I stand
They waiting on moma these niggas not eating
She read all my tattoos and found her some meaning
You into the Milly's than set up a meeting
Meditate never hate
Not with the grieving
I'm reaching for rim
And I just missed the grim
Lip on the Brim
Tryna hold on my hand
But I'm holding on Hen
And I'm all in the lens
All bout yo stance
Pick a side where you stand?
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Writer: Terri Powell
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