Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Wait, wait a minute Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face I get it how I live it I live it how I get it Count the mothafuckin' digits I pull up with a lemon Not 'cause she ain't livin' It's just your eyes get

In the first place! So it's your fault! No, it isn't! The other bean? Wait a minute! It's your fault!

The sun does shine I can't wait one minute more We can't wait one minute more The sun will shine Don't wait for an invitation No need for reservation This life is an exploration And you gotta see what I see in you Just think of the destination

The sun does shine I can't wait one minute more We can't wait one minute more The sun will shine Don't wait for an invitation No need for reservation This life is an exploration And you gotta see what I see in you Just think of the destination

I got that boom boom, baby, bring the bass I got that boom boom all up in your face Dunny dunk la-la-la-la (hey) Dosie dough la-la-la-la Boom boom all up in your face Do you smell a lie la-la-la No time for the (shh), wait a minute Do you smell a lie

I’m comin’ in hot Already got your song on When you climb in it’ll be playin’ Been thinking ‘bout you all week long Oh baby don’t keep me waiting You’ve got about forty-five minutes tops ‘Fore I roll in there ready to rock Comin’ to get some of what you

Wait a minute let me take you there (ah) Wait a minute 'til you (ah, hey!) Bang bang into the room (I know you want it) Bang bang all over you (I’ll let you have it) Bang bang there goes your heart (I know you want it) Back, back seat of my car (I’ll let

The clock is ticking, so stay All you have to do is stay All you have to do is stay a minute Just take your time All you have to do is wait a second Your hands on mine I could give a thousand reasons why We can stay forever young Living on my sofa,

Breathe for a minute My dreams are made of gold Breathe for a minute breathe for a minute I'll be okay California, don't let me down Seas of golden But there's trouble all around He once was a waiter now he's a singer Making money on the street

Must I always be waiting, waiting on you? Must I always be playing, playing your fool? Just wait a minute Just sitting, waiting Well I was sitting, waiting, wishing You believed in superstitions Then maybe you'd see the signs Lord knows that this world