Wait Up Lyrics - Singles - Q-tip

(Electronic Beeping noice for about 20 seconds) 

We on a brand new page. ("; Uh.";) Millennium days, 

desperation on the streets gotta find a new way 

Keep the mics and choke holds. The saga unfolds 

Machavellian approaches executed by the coach 

I'm in these streets like a ghost 

The air-jettin' artist 

To the love, I hit 'em right plus I hit the hardest, man 

I got a whole new approach for the rhymin' 

You cherry cats slide, I'm holdin out for the Heisman 

Uh! You play the rappin' roll 

I take the rap and sold, 

and intertwine it wit' mine and turn a half to whole 

I'm just a genie in a Jack bottle 

Them fake ballin'-ass cats is just a wack model 

This joint knocks wit' the force of a gat throttle 

I live by 'You put it out, we get it back' motto 

Hey. But who around but just your average reproduction, love 

Rap is gettin' lose so all the ice is screamin' 'Thug' 

What the hell is wrong? I'm askin' in this song 

One time I smoked hash out of the hippies' bong 

One of us is goin' laid 'cause I ain't gettin' played 

I leave you right inside that shitty-ass bed you made 

and walk along chuggin' Baller's Brains, rockin' rings 

and things and just waitin' for white rains 

I got the drive, dog. I hope the dogs' ready 

My mentality on dime chicks is stay sweaty 

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You wanna shoot dice or wanna shoot rounds? 

Wanna sell rhymes or wanna sell pounds? 

The decision is yours. I'd rather see tours, 

get chicks wit' ghetto shit fallin' out they drawers 

My team stay posted. They stay roasted 

Niggas who all in it had a hard knock livin' 

Administra, rhyme minista, illa treasura 

You didn't know that your man was a legend, huh? 

Embonishment for the both of you 

I hit the road and I take my whole fuckin' crew 

cause I'm a Queens cat. ("; True.";) To the G's cat. ("; True.";) 

Gettin' money for more than one needs cat. ("; Aiiight, c'mon.";) 

Condition never peers and ("; Take it home, kid.";) mind stands out 

From Seattle to South Beach my joint: grand clout 

It's the street commentator, providin' you wit' data 

on how to live unique and it's really not neat. We gotta... 

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And all the fellas go, 'Yeah, yeah, yeah.' 

And all my ladies go, 'Uh, uh, uh.' 

And all the fellas go, 'Yeah, yeah, yeah.' 

And all the ladies go, 'Uh, uh, uh.' 

Fellas go, 'Where you at?' 

Ladies go, 'Yo, come back!' 

Fellas go... ladies go... 

Fellas go... ladies... yo... 

A mellow disposition even when it's pain 

Your mental ammunition is faulty wit' a drain 

I puts it down, Lord, Fuck a mic cord 

Brother's out of his game so we can see tours 

The innovator - your man still a hater 

The Abstract imprint, it stays like a Smint 

I got the masses cold, wigglin' and shakin' they ass 

Ma, you betta get involved and do it real fast 

(Beeping starts again but with instrumental backing it)