Lyrics Chris Webby

Chris Webby

Wait A Minute

Yeah!

See, listen up girl

You look good and all but

I gotta make my money

Gotta have priorities you know

It's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches

But I ain't never met one like you

But there's money to be made and I'm really tryin' to get it

So baby, what I need you to do?

Bitch you gotta, wait a minute, wait a minute

I got no fucking time you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You see I'm out here on the grind you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Yeah bitch I know you fine but you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute, yeah

There's a woman that I love and she gave birth to me in 88

Aside from all these bitches all come second to the paper chase

Not to sound conceited but I work my fucking ass off

I'll be a dumb motherfucker if I let the women take away from me stacking all of my cash dawg

That's all, end of story

You're good in bed and all but making money's mandatory

So salute the canting when I come through when I rip the rapid

Got money on my mind it's time to make it happen

Aside from the attraction you ain't shit but a distraction

So just sit there and relax while I work on bringin' this cash in

Now that I got a taste of it, I just can't stay away from it

This ain't me selling out, this is me on my makin' paper shit

It's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches

But I ain't never met one like you

But there's money to be made and I'm really tryin' to get it

So baby, what I need you to do?

Bitch you gotta, wait a minute, wait a minute

I got no fucking time you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You see I'm out here on the grind you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Yeah bitch I know you fine but you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute, yeah

I need a second, we could work it out

Wait a minute, get it girl give me some time

I'm bout my money, on the grind 25 A spring

Summer winters snow nice sunny on

I just need you to be my ride to die

You know where I'm going, getting money is the alibi

Maybe when I hit a hundred mili I'll be satisfied

Till then, gotta keep it rolling get your camera time

All that gotta hit the road jack

Why you're acting crazy? Think you need some Prozac

I know how them hoes act, and I leave em' alone so

You should know, who the star? Girl it's your show

It's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches

But I ain't never met one like you

But there's money to be made and I'm really tryin' to get it

So baby, what I need you to do?

Bitch you gotta, wait a minute, wait a minute

I got no fucking time you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You see I'm out here on the grind you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Yeah bitch I know you fine but you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute, yeah

Now as the world keep revolvin' and the plan is keep rotatin'

Got my eyes on the prize and if our only suckers hatin'

I'm posted in the Lamb, man I'm putting in the time

If I'm tryin get the tickets so our stack is there to shine

It's people on the sidelines, waiting for a chance

To be here in the starting lineup with the rock up in their hands

All I needed was a shot, but nobody ever gave me one

So I got tired of waitin' on it and went and made me one

Now I'm in the game, fuck the fortune and the pain

Don't get caught up in the pleasant lights and banners with your name

It's all here today then it's all gone tomorrow

In the clubs you made it rain, they won't let you come back and borrow

It's a very big world with a lot of bad bitches

But I ain't never met one like you, like you

But there's money to be made and I'm really tryin' to get it

So baby what I need you to do

Bitch you gotta, wait a minute, wait a minute

I got no fucking time you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You see I'm out here on the grind you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Yeah bitch I know you fine but you gotta

Wait a minute, wait a minute, yeah