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Nick Passion - #Waiting Lyrics



Nick Passion - #Waiting Lyrics




Ok, it's back to business
Yeah I'm back up in this
Hello
Quarter after six
I had to pack my shit
Then I had to switch time zones
Took step daddy's whip
I threw gas in it
And then the Shad had hit my cell phone
Says he's proud of this
And how I'm after it
And he'll see me outside his door
Whoa
Right then it hit me
That in a new city
They coming for Nicky to see
Just if he's about it
And how it gets rowdy
I know they were counting on me
Like that tick tock
On your wrist watch
And this kid got that shit
Yeah that drip drop
And that spit fire
Like twin glocks on your hips
I sent shots to your table from all my friends
The one with the blonde hair, I like how you dance
We didn't mean any type of offense
Don't get offensive, your offensive lips
I watch you talk
I watch you walk
Baby, where you going?
She grabbed my hand
I downed my drink
Then we went to her dorm
She said I hear you're new in town, would you like a tour?
Threw my hands around her neck, said go ahead explore
Ha-Ha
Hey I guess this be that lifestyle
Jump into a live crowd
And surf the waves of my sound
They vibin' out
And I'm finding out
That I don't really need to be iced out
To touch souls
I've been cold
Wait, let me take a puff of this indo, hold up

Crazy man, everybody think you need a grill to be cooking up
Or a stack to stand tall
Or a chain to be free
But shit, you know what it's all about

That money, money, money, all about the money
I do not give a shit what they thinking of me
All my homies eating, all of yours is hungry
I know you acting bitter cause I stole your honey
Cruising through your city on a party bus
We got hitters with us, so don't start with us
All your lady friends are trying to target us
If you think this ain't sarcastic, you retarded bro

Open up that brain babe
Show me what you think babe
Got different shoes and different hair
But all these hoes the same thing
Listen to the hubris talk
When you gonna be a superstar?
When I feel like it
On some real life shit
I'm up in outer space puffing doobies dog
And if that ain't a superstar, I don't know what is
I've been holding this boligrafo for over six years
I've been flowing so potent
Hoping it spoke to my peers
I never broke from the focus
Results will show that it did, hello

Hello, hello
I know you're waiting for me
I know you're waiting for me
I know they're waiting for me, me, me
Yeah I'm coming babe
I know you're waiting for me
I know they're waiting for me
I got that new Nicky P
Yeah I'm coming babe
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Ok, it's back to business
Yeah I'm back up in this
Hello
Quarter after six
I had to pack my shit
Then I had to switch time zones
Took step daddy's whip
I threw gas in it
And then the Shad had hit my cell phone
Says he's proud of this
And how I'm after it
And he'll see me outside his door
Whoa
Right then it hit me
That in a new city
They coming for Nicky to see
Just if he's about it
And how it gets rowdy
I know they were counting on me
Like that tick tock
On your wrist watch
And this kid got that shit
Yeah that drip drop
And that spit fire
Like twin glocks on your hips
I sent shots to your table from all my friends
The one with the blonde hair, I like how you dance
We didn't mean any type of offense
Don't get offensive, your offensive lips
I watch you talk
I watch you walk
Baby, where you going?
She grabbed my hand
I downed my drink
Then we went to her dorm
She said I hear you're new in town, would you like a tour?
Threw my hands around her neck, said go ahead explore
Ha-Ha
Hey I guess this be that lifestyle
Jump into a live crowd
And surf the waves of my sound
They vibin' out
And I'm finding out
That I don't really need to be iced out
To touch souls
I've been cold
Wait, let me take a puff of this indo, hold up

Crazy man, everybody think you need a grill to be cooking up
Or a stack to stand tall
Or a chain to be free
But shit, you know what it's all about

That money, money, money, all about the money
I do not give a shit what they thinking of me
All my homies eating, all of yours is hungry
I know you acting bitter cause I stole your honey
Cruising through your city on a party bus
We got hitters with us, so don't start with us
All your lady friends are trying to target us
If you think this ain't sarcastic, you retarded bro

Open up that brain babe
Show me what you think babe
Got different shoes and different hair
But all these hoes the same thing
Listen to the hubris talk
When you gonna be a superstar?
When I feel like it
On some real life shit
I'm up in outer space puffing doobies dog
And if that ain't a superstar, I don't know what is
I've been holding this boligrafo for over six years
I've been flowing so potent
Hoping it spoke to my peers
I never broke from the focus
Results will show that it did, hello

Hello, hello
I know you're waiting for me
I know you're waiting for me
I know they're waiting for me, me, me
Yeah I'm coming babe
I know you're waiting for me
I know they're waiting for me
I got that new Nicky P
Yeah I'm coming babe
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Writer: Nick Picciotto
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Nick Passion
Length: 2:50
Written by: Nick Picciotto

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