Letras

[Verse 1]
Cali park
Violator
Remix free
Remix, bus a bus
Messi, Lil Scrappy, let's go
[Verse 2]
Hey shorty, I like the way your ass hit'll
I'm only whispering 'cause I'm just tryna fuck
Ooh, girl, move that ass
Give a G a chance and let me close the gap in your pant
I can tell you a freak by the way that you dance
You're a triple A rag, I'm a grown man
You heard me, you're fuckin' with a grown man
Hold your legs up, baby, scream my name like a fan
Shh, you ain't got nothing to say
Hold on, lil' baby, it's gon' KKK
Hey, some say your wrong for fuckin' a ****, bitch
The same **** who do the same shit
Suck my dick quick, gettin' your wrist quick
Take this good ass, thuggin'll help the nice dick
I'm icy like Gucci, I'm bustin' the Uzi
Goin' in the pussy, I don't fuck with the booty
When I'm in the bass, still carry my tooley
Do the Paris Hilton and make a porno movie
I'm groovy, like motherfuckin' Austin
Look at all the D bras and drawers that I'm droppin'
[Verse 3]
This is the Wait remix
This is the Wait remix, hey girl
This is the Wait remix
'Cause you couldn't get enough
[Verse 4]
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
(Yo, Free) Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough (Let's go)
[Verse 5]
Hey, how you doing, lil' toy, let me whisper in your ear
Tell you some shit you might like to hear
Got a nice little, and my ass poke out automatically
I could ride a, no doubt
I'm no for getting all the haters mad
I could go slow or go crazy fast
I give amazing head, backside little softer than a baby's ass
Now that's wild soft
I let a rich **** hit it on his golf course
I got a young dude, that was my fault
But I let him see me in my bra and in my boy shorts
Now for the freaks sitting here, this the remix
Putting it down with the Ying Yang Twins
But last night I fell in love with an OG
He crept up on me and this what he told me
He said
[Verse 6]
This is the Wait remix
This is the Wait remix, hey girl
This is the Wait remix
'Cause you couldn't get enough
[Verse 7]
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
(Bus a bus, baby) Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
[Verse 8]
Let me holler at you, shorty
Before I put my cup on your ass
You're looking like I could park my truck on your ass
Shorty, you should go ahead and clamp that shit
But your big ass makin' me wanna slap that shit
You know what? Jump in my ride, let's slide
I'ma beat up the puddy and cook your little fish filet fried
Now it's time to make you open wide
Like you dying to fuck, like you ain't got no pride
I love it, I'll take you out along the wild side
Fuck you off the edge of the bed, landslide
That's right, the way you freaky, I wanna hang glide
All on my ass, you tryna give me head in my ride
Shh, wait, chill, shh, quiet
Let me finish tellin' you what's goin' on
Okay, the way you love to do it, we could fuck to this song
And I'ma beat the pussy up until it's time to get gone
And before I could end with what I was saying
She tried to put me onto her friend, I told her, bring her
I'm warning you and once that's said
Wait till the both of you see my dick, hey girl
[Verse 9]
This is the Wait remix
This is the Wait remix, hey girl
This is the Wait remix
'Cause you couldn't get enough
[Verse 10]
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
[Verse 11]
When I get up on the track, I'ma talk a lot of shit
Been around the world, I done seen plenty dicks
Small ones, medium, grande, baby
One minute, two minute, no way, baby
Get the nookie up, you eat the cookie up
I put the sugar on the tongue and that'll shut 'em up
You take my clothes down like it's goin' down, like a showdown
Show 'em I could go for twelve rounds on the cold ground
Hey ****, let me slow it down
Like a stripper on a pole, I can roll it round
Now who that there that wan' turn the nookie up
You better pull out your cash and put more than 50 up
'Cause this here chick ain't gonna let you beat it up
You better pull out your cash and put more than 50 up
[Verse 12]
Wait till you taste my, come on
Wait till you taste my, come on
Wait till you taste my
You gon' love this good stuff
Written by: DRok, Eric Johnson
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