[Verse 1: Devin The Dude]
What's up, bitch? Come on in
And drank a little drank and smoke some weed with my friends
We all chillin'; we seldom have to Bogart cot
'Cause every nigga's got two bitches that'll go nonstop
So just kick off your shoes and relax your feet
Pass that 40 on 'round while I roll a fat sweet
Yo, ya neat and ya clean but ya seem kinda dumb to be
Falling in love, thinkin' I'm the one
Ya see, we travel all the time and run across plenty bitches
With they palms out for riches, won't even do the dishes
This is the season for catching the skrill
And if I fuck you down good, bitch, I bet you you will
Be calling and paging and writing asking where have I been
The same place, bitch, getting high with my friends
I got a fucked off schedule – I do every day
And if I call it will be too late, so...
[Chorus: Devin The Dude]
Don't wait
Don't wait
Don't wait
Don't wait
[Verse 2: Devin The Dude]
You say you wouldn't mind jumping up and down on my bone
But you got a man and you don't wanna do wrong
You say he don't give you, no money no space, no time
You walk around the house naked and he pay you no mind
But I'm not the nigga to step in his spot
But you can meet me at the sandwich shop on Bellfort and Scott
Clean your cot and I got a spot when we finish grubbin'
Be down for some pussy pettin' and some titty rubbin'
I'll be shoving this dick in ya, have ya feelin' at ease
But don't get mad when I wash my dick in the sink and then leave
Because it beez like that sometimes
I might as well come straight to ya, ain't no need for me lying
I got a fucked off schedule — I do every day
You probably see me in the Park, Southwest or the Trey
But if I happen to call it'd probably be too late
You can keep your cot straight but don't wait
What's up, bitch? Come on in
And drank a little drank and smoke some weed with my friends
We all chillin'; we seldom have to Bogart cot
'Cause every nigga's got two bitches that'll go nonstop
So just kick off your shoes and relax your feet
Pass that 40 on 'round while I roll a fat sweet
Yo, ya neat and ya clean but ya seem kinda dumb to be
Falling in love, thinkin' I'm the one
Ya see, we travel all the time and run across plenty bitches
With they palms out for riches, won't even do the dishes
This is the season for catching the skrill
And if I fuck you down good, bitch, I bet you you will
Be calling and paging and writing asking where have I been
The same place, bitch, getting high with my friends
I got a fucked off schedule – I do every day
And if I call it will be too late, so...
[Chorus: Devin The Dude]
Don't wait
Don't wait
Don't wait
Don't wait
[Verse 2: Devin The Dude]
You say you wouldn't mind jumping up and down on my bone
But you got a man and you don't wanna do wrong
You say he don't give you, no money no space, no time
You walk around the house naked and he pay you no mind
But I'm not the nigga to step in his spot
But you can meet me at the sandwich shop on Bellfort and Scott
Clean your cot and I got a spot when we finish grubbin'
Be down for some pussy pettin' and some titty rubbin'
I'll be shoving this dick in ya, have ya feelin' at ease
But don't get mad when I wash my dick in the sink and then leave
Because it beez like that sometimes
I might as well come straight to ya, ain't no need for me lying
I got a fucked off schedule — I do every day
You probably see me in the Park, Southwest or the Trey
But if I happen to call it'd probably be too late
You can keep your cot straight but don't wait
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