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no waitin - trl & danny g beats lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
camp guys
camp boyz, n*gga, camp world, camp mafia (f*ck with ’em, bill)

[verse 1]
i walk right in, i don’t do no waitin’
she heard i f*cked her friend, now the ho hate me
he supposed to sit down, he told and got probation
your b*tch a fan, she put me in her rotation

[verse 2]
stop with all that playin’, i got short patience
i can press a b*tton, get a location
cut the checks on this b*tch, let it get crazy
turn the switch on a n*gga, let him try to play me

[verse 3]
boy, you ain’t got no motion, no rotation
i had came six man off the bench scorin’
you want a zip of this smoke? it’s four eighty
he don’t get play time, he a bench warmer

[verse 4]
i’ll [?] you like a b*tch if you try to play me
n*ggas say they want smoke, so we matchin’ eighthies
when i get her on that rim, she be talkin’ crazy
in the field, we carry chops, we don’t do no bangin’
[verse 5]
lil’ broke*ass n*gga, you don’t speak my language
just made a quick play, pulled up on daisy
f*cked her in the backseat, it had her legs shakin’
b*tch, i’m a walking bird, i’m a bread chaser

[verse 6]
swing this fin like a bat, i’m a head breaker
take a look at my cup, dark purple laker
she wanna leave you for me, i wouldn’t even blame her
wake up and it’s right back to gettin’ paper

[verse 7]
my pop dirtied up, ain’t no maintenance
dirty*ass white lows, need to go and hang ’em
b*tch, we at the cornerstore, not the bodega
she done left her face on me with her makeup

[verse 8]
mama, i can’t get no job, i be risk takin’
rather shoot to the o, we comin’ back with franklins
don’t come around if you be scary, we be movin’ dangerous
and i don’t argue with n*ggas, if i see you out, i pace you

[verse 9]
n*ggas see me and they duck, get shot or get rushed
play p*ssy, get f*cked
i bought the watch plain, but it had to get bust
i ain’t goin’, is you crazy? i got my stick tucked
i’ll probably hit the lottery before i get touched
[verse 10]
say my name, ain’t no choice but to go up
and i just met a burberry, her head go dumb
n*gga, point me to the plug if you know one
my lil’ b*tch just scored on some drank, d*mn, she know somethin’

[verse 11]
i’m with two bad hoes, finna get jumped
you don’t know where she at, tryna be in touch
was f*ckin’ with your vibe ’til you tried to get me drunk
i ain’t tryna lay up, i be [?]

[verse 12]
b*tch [?] on my head, she sayin’ i’m the one
every time my n*ggas call, they know i’ma come
h*ll nah, that ain’t my stick, it ain’t got a drum
if the b*tch head weak, i hit her with a pump

[outro]
camp boyz, n*gga, camp guys, n*gga
you know what the f*ck goin’ on
what up, danny g?
this b*tch hard as h*ll

- trl danny g beats lyrics

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