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I'm so sorry, so
This, that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so sorry

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, 40 for them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My choppa go dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a
I wake up crank and turn into a
Then shoot my bitch behind juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your head a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear new shit
They going have to give they back
I "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I said "you too, bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go both
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these
birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying you heard what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just the grease
That you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you this week
Like that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace,
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, the word on these streets
But that is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna lube for this
Cause' stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she the view and shit
From up here look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his like socks
These niggas softer than, these softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you crime
I'm from a place where the high rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass like a
These niggas looking at me, niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
she said "don't apologize for shit cause you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"