Don Trip - Waiting Room lyrics

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Don Trip - Waiting Room lyrics

(Whoa) Who you better Make my rules, follow to the letter Road to riches, pedal to the medal And yo b**h ain't sh** if I ain't tryna hit her Money's calling, watch how quick I pick up No I don't leave no calling waiting n***as say I ain't getting paper, so I went and bought a brand new Mercedes, watch out I might pull up on yo lady, hop out Fresh like I jumped out the grave with the Glock out Beat the p**y up, then repeat, til I fall asleep, second round Knock out (Whoa) Who you know better f** that you don't know a soul I'm eating over here til I vomit on you So much money its gross, get it Nothing's wrong with my toast, really Try me Imma unload, silly Money talks to me lets talk digits I just lip sync like Milli Vanilli Girl so freaky she a p**n star with it I go deeper than a oil drill can you dig it Girlfriend watching how her feet touch the ceiling She say, "Oh my god" I say, "Can I get a witness" Ain't I with the sh**, Sometimes I amaze myself So much money in the safe, I be taking sh** out just to pay myself I should give myself a raise Everyday is a payed vacation I don't take no days off I got cake, no special occasion 2 percent tent so Ronald Reagan We share yo girl that's complicated And I ain't been home in so long I promise I don't recognize my neighbors A staple couldn't fit through all my paper Her p**y tryna break my concentration I just make this motherf**er bubble like its been carbonated I'm so good I'm sh**ting on y'all It's almost a fetish, I live for the fetti I guarantee by any means if I go broke, it's Armageddon I'm with it though No rented cars in my videos I don't borrow chains, I don't ask for pictures, I don't f** with rappers I don't even know Mama told don't f** with strangers Uncle told me never leave the banger My cousin told me that if you touch the white then it's ten years for a dirty strainer I would rather be rich then famous Life's a b**h, but I ain't complaining Damn it feel so good to be a G, I just can't explain it Pool Shark flow I keep calling shots I vow to give this sh** all I got I'm so cool I can in the rain and dodge every drop Porsche 9-11 still dodging the cops She open her legs I'll fall in her twat I'm so fly if I fall right now 9 times out of 10 imma land on top I just keep it moving I don't plan on stopping