CuDi Dales, Chuuwee - Wait 4 You lyrics

[CuDi Dales, Chuuwee - Wait 4 You lyrics]

(Mm, yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (CuDi Dales, yeah)
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I ain't finna play wit' you
Don't stall on me
I don't got time to wait for you
The love you gave was fake
That shit made me start hating you
I ain't finna play wit' you
Don't stall on me
I don't got time to wait for you
The love you gave was fake
That shit made me start hating you

Level up on my ex, now I'm on level two
Shorty got me pressed
Yes, I'm obsessed wit' you
'Bout to spend a check on you
My capsule's gold, the stems is blue
Hop inside the whip and take a trip wit' you
Slide inside the ride
I'm tryna dick wit' you
It could be that easy
Don't you make it difficult
Mystic like I'm in a cult hop up on my wave
I'm tryna row the boat (Splash)
Make a splash, money on overload
Goin' overboard
She just hit my phone on some
"Come over, I'm bored" then I'm on my way
Soon as I record, then she gon' bless me
Call her "Lord" (Lord, lord, lord)

I ain't finna play wit' you
Don't stall on me
I don't got time to wait for you
The love you gave was fake
That shit made me start hating you
I ain't finna play wit' you
Don't stall on me
I don't got time to wait for you
The love you gave was fake (yeah)
That shit made me start hating you

Like I'll leave a girl were you standin'
I will leave you at the gas station
The love you gave was fake
Guess you could go Uber back to
The crib for all I care
That shit made me start hating you yeah

Pullin' up chrome, pullin' up stoned
Four in the morn', you know what I'm on
You always takin' me outta my zone
You take too long, I wait two songs
(yeah, ah) i got a gas pack breaking a bong
She blow up the phone while making this song
If I'm bein' rude, you're takin' it wrong
You give me the cute and I'm taking you home
Early morning, gotta make a move
Might follow up but no chasing you
I don't have time to wait for you
Got a schedule for the long day to do
V-Sync, baby, play it smooth
Sellin' wolf tickets, you gon' pay to lose
Twenty inches on my paper shoes
I've been payin' dues since the age of two
If maybe you was PlayStation 2
I would be patiently be down to play with you
I'ma take Sherlock Holmes to prom the day
I think I wanna date a sleuth
Pullin' up chrome, pullin' up stoned
Four in the morn', you know what I'm on
You always takin' me outta my zone
You take too long, I wait two songs, yeah

I ain't finna play wit' you
Don't stall on me
I don't got time to wait for you
The love you gave was fake
That shit made me start hating you
I ain't finna play wit' you
Don't stall on me
I don't got time to wait for you

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