Tough Rhymes - Wait (The Whisper Song) [Explicit Version] Lyrics

Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy
Lil Scrappy lets go
Hey Shorty
I like the way you ass it up
I'm only whisperin' 'cause I'm just tryin' to f*ck
Ooh, go 'head, move that ass
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants
I can tell you a freak
By the way that you dance
Yeah, a AAA man
I'm a grown man, you heard me
You f*ckin' with a grown man
Hold your legs up, baby
Scream my name like a fan
Sh, you ain't got nuthin' to say
Hol' on, lil baby, it' ok
Ah, some say I'm wrong for f*ckin' a nigga bitch
The same niggas that do the same shit
Suck my dick quick
Gettin' it rich quick
Take this good ass thuggin' and help the nice dick
I'm icy like Gouchie
I'm bussin' a oussie
Go on in the pussy, I don't f*ck wit' the booty
When I'm in the bed still carry my tooly
Do the Paris Hilton and make a porno movie
I'm groovy like muthaf*ckin' Austin
Look at all the D-bras and draws as I'm droppin'
This is the "Wait" remix
This is the "Wait" remix
Hey girl
This is the "Wait" remix
'Cause you couldn't get enough
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Yo Free
Hey, how ya doing, little dirty
Let me whisper in ya ear
Tell ya some shit you might like to hear
Got a nice little pussy
And my ass poke out
Automatically, I can ride a dick, 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 ass
Now that's wild soft
I'll let a rich nigga 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 O.G.
He crept up on me
And this what he told me
He said
This is the "Wait" remix
This is the "Wait" remix
Hey girl
This is the wait remix
'Cause you couldn't get enough
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Couldn't 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
Before I put my cup on yo ass
You lookin' I could park my truck on yo ass
Shorty, you should go ahead and clap that shit
With yo big ass makin' me wanna slap that shit
You know what, jump in my ride and let's slide
I'ma beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry
Now it's time to make you open wide
Like a diamond, f*ck like you ain't got no pride
I love it hard
I take you and Alana outside
F*ck you off the edge of the bed, landslide, that's right
The way you freaky, I wanna hang glide
All on your edge, you tryin' to give me head in my Roush
Sh, wait, chill, sh, quiet
Let me finish tellin' you what's goin' on, okay
The way you like to do it we can f*ck to the song
And I'ma beat the pussy up 'til it's time to get gone
And before I can end, what I was sayin'
She was tryin' to put me onto to her friend
I told her bring her
I'm warning you I once that said
Wait 'til the both of you see my dick
This is the "Wait" remix
This is the "Wait" remix
Hey girl
This is the "Wait" remix
'Cause you couldn't get enough
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
When I get up on the track I'ma talk a lot a shit
Been around the world, I been seen plenty dicks
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 tongue and that a shut 'em up
I take my clothes down like it's goin' down, like a showdown
Show him I can go for twelve rounds on the cold ground
Hey nigga, let me slow it down
Like a stripper on the pole, I can roll it round
Now who that there wanna tear da nookie up
You betta pull out ya cash and put more than fifty up
'Cause this here chick ain't gonna let you beat it up
You betta pull out ya cash and more then fifty up
Wait 'til you taste my
Wait 'til you taste my
Wait 'til you taste my
Wait 'til you taste my
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