jay gudda – dead wait lyrics
[intro]
[verse: jay gudda]
lift that skirt, show that f-ckin’ pussy, look where you took me where you put me kept me playing hooky, between my snooki
eat that cookie ’til she give me head, i’ll take that nooky
where’s my bookie cuz i bet you’re dead, my favorite color’s red
i just left my children on your b-tch’s bed, sticky threads
i don’t want no bread, i want my cred, f-ck what fifty said
chase a dream, make a scene, life’s a b-tch so f-ck the world
‘til i make her scream, now taste the cream
cocoa rappers make me hate the bean, that maybelline
make it seem like what you say you mean, i pray you bleed
keep that fiction out my jurisdiction, and f-ck your b-tchin’
if you’d listen you might catch your christen
i’m in new hampshire fishin’
and i think i’ve given all these chickens too much ammunition
this hand your grippin’, has morals and its manners missin’
montana visions, like tony, frenchie, and the missions
i am the villain and the pigeon that these cameras missin’
and i’m shittin’, you rappers give me aneurysms
no parents missin’ my momma was the man he isn’t
my plan has risen, i’m serious, no andy d-ckin’
and i swear to god dry convo got her panties drippin’
i hate these basic b-tches, i still hate taking pictures
i hate these snakes, i hate these fakes, i pray i stay religious
cuz 99.99% of rappers lying
your favorite rappers ain’t no trappers, you’re f-ckin’ biased
and i don’t buy it, b-tch be quiet, i ain’t with the crying
i ain’t for saving hoes, since saving private ryan
i’ve been on some other shit, f-ckin’ who you snuggle with
a couple puddles got me trouble just because i double dipped
now tell me this, where the f-ck these bullies at
all i see is pussy, and all i smell is puddy cat
they thought i was sweet, and now they want their pudding back
i’m only talking real shit b-tch, cuz i’m good at that
hoodie rap, picking off these pricks that used to pick on me
step on me, now i make a motherf-cker trip on me
stephanie thought she got the best of me in beverly
but emily always told me all about my enemies
jealousy, i can see the hate especially
secondly, i can see their tryna steal my recipe
begging me, they stay on my d-ck to get ahead of me
so i pray to god that i’m everything you’ll never be, xxxx
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