Hot Nigga lyrics

[Intro]

I'm sorry for the wait, nigga

I'm tighter than these pussy hoes, I'm chafe, nigga

Pockets full of crumbs, I'm a breadwinner

[Verse]

I'm sorry for the wait, nigga

I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga

I put up some ornaments today nigga (Why?)

Cause 'round here every day a holiday, niggaaa

This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2

That AK shoot like K do

Had to tell myself, 'Tune just stay tuned'

Swear I got the hardest flo', my shit break brooms

I been hot since 1998, nigga

That's 98 degrees, Nick Lachey, nigga

Hope you know the Feds got Instagram

They liking every photo that you take, nigga

I was totin a gun before a switchblade

Cut your head off and put it on display

Boy, we find out where you live and then we invade

Boy, we do not kill no kids, but your bitch dead

Ooh, shawty like the way that you floss out

Til I shoot you in the head, now she grossed out

I'm the boss, you just heard it from the horse mouth

I told a nigga count on me and niggas lost count

This world is only preparation for the next (Alright)

Money bags under my eyes, money over rest

Tryna get a hunned M's out the alphabets

Open up my mouth to smile, ooh treasure chest

Ooh, DJ Stevie J keep the Glock on him

I just bought a new .44 and I'm a proud owner

Belfast and Monroe, that was our corner

Fuckin fast in your ho, ooh cowabunga

Sip some lean, pop a Xan bar

My bougie bitch pussy taste like caviar

Once I fuck a bitch, her pussy is a landmark

I don't know how you like your steak, but I'm in rare form

Fuck them bitchass niggas, fuck whoever care for 'em

Momma jumped out a plane, I was air-borne

Gold watches, gold chains; watch for Leprechauns

Favorite subject was PE, Pablo Escobar

Kill him when he least expect it, at a restaurant

Throw him with the rest of 'em, in a reservoir

I'm the renaissance man, peep my repertoire

Excuse my French, but it's menage a trois, au revoir

Oooh, my Nina Ross got a bad mouth

Yea, I'm consuming grass like a cash cow

Give a fuck 'bout a police with his badge out

If you ain't got a warrant, get up out my damn house!

This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2

This a all white affair, I brought the yay through

She said Tunechi skate through, and I'mma skate you

I'm aimin at your grapefruit, blaow, grape juice

Ooh, tell them bitches; free dick and blow

Give me head... Can't kiss no mo'

I got; free jewelry, car keys, and more

And I just started robbin like a week ago

Hundred diamonds on my bitch, I don't bling no more

Two hunned thousand for a show

You gotta speak to Po

Yeah, got me on my Young Money shit

No Cash Money, just Young Money shit

Wooh, got me on my Young Money shit

[Outro]

My nigga Chaz Ortiz in this bitch with me

Mula!

• Artist:Lil Wayne
• Album:Sorry 4 The Wait 2