Don’t Wait

Lyrics

[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 [Chorus: Devin The Dude] Don't wait Don't wait Don't wait Don't wait [Verse 3: Spice 1] I take a bitch to the hotel, to the motel, to the Holiday Inn And if that bitch start actin' up, I'ma kick her up outta my Benz While it's rollin', pockets stay swollen, holdin' money up in my face Big ass dollars up on my pinky, fat ass Lexy up on my wrist Kiss my gangsta, pimpin', playin', hustlin', motherfuckin' ass You bitches gon' retrospect somethin', or I'ma have to put down the mash Now which one of you hoes is ridin' westward, goin' bitch back to the Bay I'm finna stop over here to my potna house so you can get to some of this yay You hoes better watch yo' coochies, better oil yourself around Because every time I come to your town It's gonna be some old pimp shit goin' down, bitch, so don't wait [Bridge: Devin The Dude] I know you might get lonely But don't you wait up on me I know you might get lonely But don't you wait up on me Don't wait [Verse 4: DMG] Damn, ooh wee, baby look good I wonder if I could hit her wit' the wood Let me see — step up to her with E-A-Z-E Say, what's your name? Mine? DMG Shit, I was peepin' you out from backstage Checkin' out the way you swing your thang, ay It's an afterparty, Room 520 You, bring your potnas, y'all, get up wit' it, fa sho Here they come, nigga, Spice got the condoms at the do' With Remy and Mo', now here we go Damn, clear out the room, turn the lights down a little After we hit 'em and quit 'em, we through wit' 'em Don't wait [Outro: Devin The Dude] Just take this dick and be satisfied — don't wait Don't wait Don't wait Just take this dick and be satisfied — don't wait Don't wait