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No Haters Lyrics - Sorry 4 The Wait 2 - Lil Wayne

We catch a body and we laugh about it 

I fucked her friend, I don't feel bad about it 

Grindin' is agonizing but it's gratifying 

Skinny tires - on a salad diet 

I lost my mind, I'm like fuck everybody 

I lost my mind but I got extra copies 

I fuck so long it feel like exercising 

I test a lion before testifying 

All I got is hitters in my squad 

I could get you killed all my niggas want the job 

I could get you killed it just take a head nod 

I want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline 

Zero fucks given, I make her come to the condo butt naked 

Cause bitch ain't no stealin' 

She still come visit, she don't wanna leave 

She compared it to me leaving a witness 

I said I get it 

I keep some cocaine on me for the bitches 

And this AK is not for decoration 

Fuck boys give me the heebee-jeebees 

I got a hit list like the Yellow Pages 

If she can suck a dick or snort a Quaalude 

Then ooh baby you got my full attention 

Champagne expensive, it taste gooder vintage 

Open your nose, I put some sugar in it 

I don't fuck around with them fuck arounds 

I might fuck around and catch a body 

I got some niggas that'll hunt ya down 

And catch you slippin' like you playin' hockey 

We catch a body, and we laugh about it 

I fuck her friend, I don't feel bad about it 

Money and drugs, I'm talkin' Math and Science 

Skinny tires - on a salad diet 

Chopper leave you with a half a body 

Make sure he dead before we leave my nigga grab his wallet 

I got the hook up on them rocket launchers 

I told Obama fuck with me, you know I got it 

Slim, you need to fuck with me you know I got it 

I know somebody that know somebody 

Look, traffic dying, we still trap or dyin' 

It's agonizing but it's gratifying 

Squad, I could get you killed, all my niggas want the job 

I could get you killed it just take a head nod 

Want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline 

You ain't got no hitters in your squad 

I could get you killed, that's my real day job 

I'mma crime of passion, I'mma fuckin' hate crime 

Spit like I ate bombs 

Eminem on 8 mile 

I'm a motherfuckin' man 

Scarface, face-mob 

Pockets lookin' like the Blob 

Chips like Cape Cod 

Bust your motherfuckin' egg till I see egg nog 

My bougie bitch ratchet, my ratchet bitch a straight snob 

Hold up, who know how to read gang signs? 

Cause we gone throw 'em up and we gon give 'em hang time 

I got white, I got brown, sell it at the same time 

That's that James Brown, that's that James Bond 

We catch a body and we laugh about it 

It's catastrophic but we glamorize it 

It's agonizin', but it's gratifyin' 

Skinny tires - on a salad diet 

Chopper leave you with a half a body 

No hesitation, no stall, like the bathroom crowded 

Chopper so big, so tall, it could wrap around me 

Triple A, astronomic, anatomic 

Tunechi, and it's that sorry for the wait 

And I'm so sorry for the wait 

 

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