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I'm so sorry, so
This, this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, 40 for them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My choppa go doom dada

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I on a crucifix
I up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it out yet
She said soon as these hear your new shit
They going have to they styles back
I said "you too cray", she "you too humble"
I said "you too, bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I her do she go both ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these
birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm saying you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a turd on these streets my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm stirring the grease
That bitch you in with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this
Like that blunt between my too I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the on these streets
But that shit is old news, that is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat you heard
You a parakeet
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she need lube for this
Cause' stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these softer then nylon
So keep my out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass a python
niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for shit you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"