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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, Glock 40 for them niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, an ordinary 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 sleep on a
I up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange juice and
Uzi clip, I another uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your just a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm Carter 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it out yet
She said soon as niggas hear your new shit
They going have to they styles back
I said "you too cray", she "you too humble"
I "you too, bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
I'm just these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for purple, that pink
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 since my was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the
That you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you this week
that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time and released
But this ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat you heard
You a parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for
Cause' I'mma stick it in her gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here everybody the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events,
I'll kill a nigga 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 name out your mouth, I hope it taste like
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 the high crime rate like Iran
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 they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' I'm sipping cyanide 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"