[Intro - Lil Wayne] Nigga I’m sorry for the fuckin’ wait, was busy Racing Ferraris with lil’ Reginae, that’s gangsta You know I always come in second place You hating, it’s written all over your fuckin’…
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] Bitch you jealous, woo And I was right, yeah Bitch you jealous Stunt, stunt, shit nigga don’t lie Tell a fuck-nigga: “bitch you jealous” I’m sorry for the wait, apologetic Yeah, uh, bitch you jealous Now give us our cash and our credit Pop, sorry for the…
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Riding around like Pablo, still talking that blanco My Nina sing soprano, so we gon’ leave on a high note Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne, make him change his name to John Doe It’s me and my lil’ brother Capo Lil’ Marley G and my bottom bitch If I’m falling it’s bottomless, if I’m tripping it’s a power trip Her pearl tongue like the pearly gates And with that said I climb the fence My other bitches gotta ride the bench And with that said, bitch you jealous I’m fly like my dreadlocks propellers I think I should headline Coachella My woman a queen like Coretta And nigga you sleep with the devil I couldn’t be Junior forever, I don’t mean to ruffle your feathers But I had to spread my wings, ain’t trying to get lemon peppered Got too many pistols, too many issues Too many mistakes, too many miscues Only made me better, it turned me into The man I am today, I’m new and I’m improved I got my shit right, it’s just you and a tissue Suit yourself, because this suit is a rental Now the snow is just coming in Like I broke a window to an igloo Slow a bitch down like Un Momento I’d rather get screwed than scrutinized I’d rather get used by a cutie pie If she ain’t fucking it’s Uber time I rather be advised than supervised You do the math, we do the numbers We pour champagne and expensive wine In water guns and shoot each other, uh I get high, meditate like a monk Preposterous when I get drunk And my goons is wilder than Gronk My dos is as bad as my don’ts Met a kinda cute bitch with a donk As long as the bitch got a donk And I smell like pussy, money, and weed She said: “ooh, I like your cologne” The last niggas tested us flunk So please study hard, study long Kill your wife then take the bitch phone And text you to please hurry home And the rain drops turn into blood Look like you just come in from a storm And if all pussies come with walls, I hope you run into your own Nigga I come with that heroin flow I come with that never before My CMB days are dead, I ain’t worried ’bout ghosts I married the MOB, we divorced And all that shit dead without me of course It’s nothing, a zombie, a corpse You burnt yourself and was suppose to pass me the torch Fuck it, I’ll see you in Forbes nigga I’m sorry for the fuckin’ wait Was busy searching my calender for better days I found ‘em, you either turn the page, or tear the page YM, Young Money never age
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] Bitch you jealous, woo And I was right, yeah Tell a fuck-nigga: “bitch you jealous” Stunt, stunt, shit nigga don’t lie Yeah, hah, bitch you jealous I’m sorry for the wait, apologetic Ay, uh, bitch you jealous Now give us our cash and our credit Hey, pop, waitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
