Wait (the Whisper Song) (remix) Lyrics

Wait (the Whisper Song) (remix)

(feat. Busta Rhymes, Missy Elliott, Lil Scrappy, Free)



Remix, Free

Remix, Busa Bus

Missy,

Lil Scrappy lets go



[LIL SCRAPPY:]

Hey Shorty,

I like the way u ass it up,

Im only whisperin cuz im just tryin to fuck,

Ooh Gohead move that ass,

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 fuckin 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 fuckin a nigga bitch,

The same niggas that do the same shit,

Suck my dick quick, 

Getin it rich quick,

Take this good ass thuggin and help the nice dick,

Im icey lik Gouchie,

Im bussin a oussie,

Go On in the pussy I dont fuck wit the booty,

When im in the bed still carrey my tooly

Do the Paris Hilton and make a prono movie

Im groovy, like muthafuckin 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 ass poke out

Automatically, i can ride a dick, 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 ass

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 was 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 ass,

You lookin i could park my truck on yo ass,

Shorty you should go ahead and clap that shit,

With yo big ass makin me wanna slap that shit,

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 fuck like you aint got no pride,

I love it hard,

I take you and alana outside,

Fuck 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 ride,

Shhh, Wait, chill, shhh, quiet,

Let me finish tellin u wats goin on, okay,

The way u like to do it we can fuck to the song and Ima beat the pussy 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 dick.



[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 shit,

Been a around the world i been seen plenty dicks,

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 nigga 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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