Will E. - Wait a Minute!

Whoa whoa wait a minute
They thought I was playing wit em
Told em I was taking off
Now they saying
Wait A Minute!
Mutha fuck a hater nigga
Graffiti lyrically we spraying niggas
You mumbling
WTF is you saying nigga?
Whoa whoa there he go
WiLL E at it again
Making all these songwriters
Tuck they hardrives in
It should be a sin,
That rude shit he do with a pen
Before this ruger neuter ya poodle
Get ya man's best friend
Then ya baby-mama came through
Pulled up to my mansion
She just love my money
Say she want me cause I'm handsome
I just keep the liquor pouring,
On my Ted Danson
Plus I know ya love her
So might hold dat bitch for ransom
Whoa whoa wait a minute
Whoa whoa wait a minute
Whoa whoa wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a Minute!
Blood on the linen
Blood on the ceiling
Oh what a feeling
Congratulations you made a villain
But all I'm hearing is
Whoa whoa wait a minute
They thought I was playing wit em
Told em I was taking off
Now they saying
Wait A Minute!
Mutha fuck a hater nigga
Graffiti lyrically we spraying niggas
You mumbling
WTF is you saying nigga?
It's what ya all been waiting for ain't it?
What people pay paper for damn it
They cant stain it, can't explain it
His language ain't even native yo planet
"If you busy watching the throne homes
You'll never claim!"... What?
WiLL E on the beat
Yeezy's on my feet
TVs in the seat
While "Enemies" on the creep
Pistol swimming in the creek
Cause I left his ass last week
Bleeding in the street! Ugh
And fuck ya whole crew
Sent a group text for them to scroll through
To paraphrase it said
"You can get the smoke too"
Check bitch, yo move
Yo this chess not checkers
Hold techs to the hecklers
So think before you talk reckless
To serve you thats my pleasure
He bleeding apply preasure
I spray and leave in a Tesla
I make you leave on a stretcher
You best believe he'll test ya
Make Gs turn court jesters
But if you got the balls to address em
Then God bless ya
Whoa whoa wait a minute
Whoa whoa wait a minute
Whoa whoa wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a Minute!
Blood on the linen
Blood on the ceiling
Oh what a feeling
Congratulations you made a villain
But all I'm hearing is
Whoa whoa wait a minute
They thought I was playing wit em
Told em I was taking off
Now they saying
Wait A Minute!
Mutha fuck a hater nigga
Graffiti lyrically we spraying niggas
You mumbling
WTF is you saying nigga?

Written by:
DeVin Resnover

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