Oh Wait!

Oh wait my... Oh wait my bitch is the baddest Niggas already know what the f*ck it is Oh wait my bitch is the baddest Oh wait my Yeah Oh wait my bitch is the baddest Oh wait she got my name tatted Oh wait you wish that you had it Ninety four I ain't talking illmatic In the air I float up like Aladdin You ain't bout it don't act like you got it, yeah You ain't bout it don't act like you got it You ain't bout it don't act like you got it Feel like baby it's full in my pocket Rip takeoff I walk how I talk it Went from light to the dark like I'm Anakin Caught him out he can't move like a mannequin Talkin tough better not act like that again Now your girl at my crib and you panicking Real nigga real business I'm standing in Huh, Or I'm standing on And I'm taking it up till the ceiling gone Try to come back baby that feeling gone So to sum that please do not call my phone If you hit my line broke you won't get a bone On god, On god, On god Yuh I think it's funny it's your bitch to find her you asking me You already know I'm asking for bread cus nigga it's tax no free Know I've been cooking up so many tracks like chef Boyardee We only been together for three weeks she want some Hermes She tellin me I want you for life and I'm like oh please I already know what you be on I rather do shit by myself than with you peons Push to start every whip I ain't never ever really put the key on I been in my prime keep the buffs on like Deion Let's go Yuh Oh wait my bitch is the baddest Oh wait she got my name tatted Oh wait you wish that you had it Ninety four I ain't talking Illmatic In the air I float up like Aladdin You ain't bout it don't act like you got it You ain't bout it don't act like you got it You ain't bout it don't act like you got it Got the key to my heart better lock it three five of the runtz I'm coppin Yo bitch tryna link slopping White eyes I'm a demon hopsin Her vs my bread you a option On the block you up for auction Tryna make these racks from talkin Look All my brothers around me like Scotty cus you know we keeping it Pippen All of these blues that I stack on a daily these niggas must think I was crippin She understanding the flow is unique cus I get on the beat and I'm ripping Choppin it up and I call her Liu Kang she tellin me she wanna kick it You is a hoe cannot come to my show she selling her soul for a ticket Bring all smith's in the section you'd think that I was Jayda Pinkett My bullshit radar detection says that your shit is a gimmick Really me no image Get the green no spinach Furniture all vintage Real game no scrimmage I'm not finished You hit I swing back like tennis Say the wrong shit you get blocked I'm a menace Through the lane imma finish with contact I can't sell my soul to no contract Yuh Oh wait my bitch is the baddest Oh wait she got my name tatted Oh wait you wish that you had it Ninety four I ain't talking Illmatic In the air I float up like Aladdin You ain't bout it don't act like you got it, yeah You ain't bout it don't act like you got it You ain't bout it don't act like you got it Yeah, Pussy You ain't bout it don't act like you got it Ok, go, go, go, go, go Okay