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vaporous, his bitch say I'm real flavors
You lame then you can't hang with us, like hot Cheetos I'm flaming ya
His gun jam, need some maintenance, run away

I thought I told you when I started ain't no letting up
And I had to cut her off cause she wasn't wet enough
How you let me pass you when you said

though can the
Man hot in the Lambo aC chillin' too though
One seat for like two hoes
Bad bitch named Mae-Ling
Short hair with a tan, though
Run bands like

nigga grew up by the shore
Been jumped off the porch ever since I was four
For my loved ones I just gotta get more
And ever since then I've been had my

Yeah Hoe no stale flow really cooking this is somn greasy
In line for cheese like Im eating cicis
She got that waf thats wet as fiji
With Emoji ass

By my faith in god and my faith in man
I would hope u could understand
This is not for me
Please leave me be 
I want it so bad imma hope and plead

Checka my belt
Checka my tira
Checka my zaza
Uu emojis is fire

Holy water
Holy fire
Oh my gosh
What have I done
With my drip wet like water
Bringing

he as hot as me
Fuck you, your cousin, and your fake anxiety
Y'all take a L by me movin' in silence
Can't be too hype, my people get violent
Say you

britches
Free my dawgs behind walls, write it ona wall
That's some that don't need decrypting

He tried to rob men(Ramen), got his noodle wet
I know they

Church on a Sunday, club on a Tuesday
Spitting hot fire, this is your doomsday
They don't like what I say so they try to sue me
You can't fool me,

Homegrown holding up to any measure
always staying dry in this wet ass weather

We bring heat though
Staying warm in this cold with these hot flows
Never see

it's the starting of Snowball Season

Lost my hat, couldn't find my gloves
Might catch a fever but what do I know
I'm boiling hot although the weather is

wet, my face was very long
The pastor said "Son, here you are
Won't you please take this guitar?
Sing dear departed granny one last song"

And I sang

dzisiaj robię
Ona twerk pali haze pali jazz w GTR
Lakier red laczki black
Beat to crack Budda flex
Ona wet my na Shell
50 Cent w GTR
Oksy black tak jak Jack

My tears were flooding the road
Like hydrants wet the windows
Of cars that crept passing by

But you would not come back to me
So I laid down in

has to
Fucking swing a U-turn and double back
The high road is hot
But don't think man won't come and cotch
Whether you like it or not
London is my

can't stop, mhm
Six, seven, eight shots, mhm
It Got ya whole face hot, mhm
Mix it the Moët, mhm
They say that get it mo' wet, mhm
Got you taking slow

Mood Tonight?
Lick Me Down Low Do What You Like Just Make Sure I Get My Nut Tonight.

[Rick Ross:]
Ima Man That Can Move Slow
Let Me Get It Wet First;

days, do you remember that
the good times that we had in big digem lac
Do you remember debra proch when it was hot and steaming
Do you remember when we

August

September all that we got now is wet hot American summer
Throw it on me like an Afghan from your mother
Stay under it

If I had a little

to other guys
Heard my voice and she start gettin' butterflies
Thing don't jam, that's why that's my type
Bro don't hop out the whip, let's drive-by
Got

my peace (yeah)

Saga ship, saga ship
On the island
Yeah, uh okay
Take me to the feelin'
Baby super wet, got you hot cause you feignin'
Forward

Spit out my drink on the shelf
Think to myself
What is left
Is there anything else
Hang up my belt
How I felt doesn't matter
I melt
I'm wet batter

like pop pop and I drop hot
And it's a car park not a parking lot
But just meet me there and I'll pick you up
Few drinks and a pick-me-up
Ice blast