Ying Yang Twins Ft. Lil Scrappy Wait (The Whisper Song Remix) Lyrics

Hey Shorty,
I like the way u a__ it up,
Im only whisperin cuz im just tryin to f___,
Ooh Gohead move that a__,
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants,
I can tell u a freak
By the way that u dance,
Yeah a tripple A man
Ima Grown Man You heard me
You f___in with a grown man,
Hold your legs up baby
Scream my name like a fan,
Shhh You aint got nutin to say
Hol on Lil Baby its oh kkk,
Ahh Some Say Im Wrong for f___in a n____ b____,
The same n____s that do the same s___,
Suck my d___ quick,
Getin it rich quick,
Take this good a__ thuggin and help the nice d___,
Im icey lik Gouchie,
Im bussin a oussie,
Go On in the p____ I dont f___ wit the booty,
When im in the bed still carrey my tooly
Do the Paris Hilton and make a p___o movie
Im groovy, like m____fuckin Austin,
Look at all the D bras and draws as im droppin

[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Yo Free

[Free:]
Hey how ya doing little dirty
Let me whisper in ya ear
Tell ya some shyt you might like to hear
Got a nice little pu$$y
And my a__ poke out
Automatically, I can ride a d___, no doubt
I'm known for getting all the haters mad
I can go slow but go crazy fast
I give amazing head
Backside a lil softer than a baby's a__
Now that's wild soft
I'll let a rich n!gga hit it on his golf course
I got a young dude open, that was my fault
I let him see me in my bra and my boy shorts
Now for the freaks in here, it's the remix
Puttin' down with the Ying Yang Twins
Last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
And this what he told me
He said

[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Bussa Buss Baby
Let me holla at ya Shorty

[Busta Rhymes:]
Before I put my cup on yo a__,
You lookin I could park my truck on yo a__,
Shorty you should go ahead and clap that s___,
With yo big a__ makin me wanna slap that s___,
You know what jump in my ride and lets slide,
Ima beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry,
Now its time to make you open wide,
Like A diamond f___ like you aint got no pride,
I love it hard,
I take you and alana outside,
f___ u off the edge of the bed landslide, dats right,
The way u freaky I wanna hangglide,
All on ur edge you tryin to give me head in my Roush,
Shhh, Wait, chill, shhh, quiet,
Let me finish tellin u wats goin on, okay,
The way u like to do it we can f___ to the song and Ima beat the p____ up till its time to get gone,
And before I can end, wat I was sayin she was tryin to put me onto to her friend,
I told her bring her,
Im warning you I once that said,
Wait til the both of you see my d___.

[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,

[Missy Elliott:]
When I get up on the track ima talk a lot a s___,
Been a around the world I been seen plenty d___s,
Small ones, medium, grande baby,
One minute, two minute, no way baby,
Eat the nookie up, or eat the cookie,
I put the sugar on his tounge and that a shut em up,
I take my clothes down like its goin down, like a show down,
Show him I can go for 12 rounds on the cold ground,
Hey n____ let me slow it down,
Like a striper on the pole I can role it round,
Now who that there wanna tear da nookie up,
You betta pull out ya cash and put more then 50 up,
Cuz this here chick aint gonna let u beat it up, you betta pull out ya cash and more then 50 up,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
U gonna love this good stuff!

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