Lyrics:
fam' hang in the balance
You the king, and your block is the palace
Y'all niggas is the parliament, untouchable, spot unrushable
Keep your weight wet
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
Hello
Okee
Ayaiyaiyaiyaiyaiyaiya
Summer time fine we be hot
Ik ben met me girls we go chill till we drop
Dripping on ten dat is swagga non stop
We
comin' in teams (yeah)
We drinkin' CÎROC, not lean (not lean)
Young niggas so hot like steam (like steam)
Can't go outside, not me (not me)
Colorblind,
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
grew
And perhaps a kid or two
Like my man
And then my eyes get wet
I most forget till he gets hot
And tells me not to talk such rot
Oh, my man I
I'm eatin' day by day; ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
ridin' ooh
I see visions of me andyou all alone
Gettin hot like a sauna boo by the stove
Drippin wet, drippin wet, drippin wet oh
Feel the sweat down
make sweet love
Backstage, underage, adolescent
How ya doin', fine, she replied
I sighed, I like to do the wild thing
Action took place
Kinda wet
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
grew
And perhaps a kid or two
Like my man
And then my eyes get wet
I most forget till he gets hot
And tells me not to talk such rot
Oh, my man I
Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha well-a
I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright as the sun, I
and Range Rover cats notice"
Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place
When they evacuate, they meet they fate
"Ron pass the gasoline, " -- the nigga
make sweet love
Backstage, underage, adolescent
How ya doin', fine, she replied
I sighed, I like to do the wild thing
Action took place
Kinda wet
damn beautiful
Hush baby don‘t say a word
I‘m already going bad shit crazy
You‘re so hot it‘s gettin wet'n'hazy
You rushed baby right through my world
Wet sheets, hot trips
I got receipts
Dirty laundry on dark streets
I pick you up piece by piece
No evidence, I clean your office
When I drop that
got three, Farrell he got two.
And they all wanna get wet and hot.
Now Stop.
I can see it in ya eyes
What's up what's up (what's up what's up)
I
can stimulate my mind
Wet lips that whisper dirty things sometimes
I take it slow, don’t wanna rush but you got
Me so hot and curious
This is my little
like me
And you like when I tease it
Girl my tongue
Getting wet I think of it
Girl you got me
Got me right up where you want
Girl so hot
Gonna need
make sweet love
Backstage, underage, adolescent
How ya doin', fine, she replied
I sighed, I like to do the wild thing
Action took place
Kinda wet
hopin' we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached
You said, "You look like the type that know what you like"
I could tell by the je-wels you
of countless lovers
Lost to be found by you
And you love it, don't you?
The hot fever of lust
Yeah, you really love it, don't you?
The sweet smell of love
(Produced By: Misty Von'Du)
D TO THE O TO THE L L DOLL BITCH
I AM THE DOLL, NOT A BARBIE DOLL, BITCH
ITS D TO THE O TO THE L L DOLL BITCH
IM
me comfort
Like a hot shower on a cold night
Wet leaves crunching under my Feet
Wearing my beanie
It Looks right
I still don't know what I did right
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