Lyrics:
offshore
You should get out more (hey, hey)
And you should get out more, you should get out more
Baby, take a lil' tour (oh)
When we hit that floor, all
you can get 'em for cheap
Still run through the 6
I got shooters on Moreland, my diamonds like water
My Rollie be frosty, it's colder than Boston
out
The way of the walk is a different discipline
It's difficult
Ten thousand hours get you to guinea pig
Dirtbag daddy
Snatch a lackey off a chessboard
true to me
And I didn't come by him easy
Shame, shame crying shame
Losing more than a family name
Don't let your footsteps falter
You're gonna get wet
the crowd, watch them show, pop some Moet
Trying to get you so wet, never been to Spain
Never been a lame, horny, ever since I been a tiny
Fucking with
Fuck that cake by the pound
Shit wigs get snatched to the ground
Get smart
See the pack of the hounds
That's real
Tell a air sign how you feel
Scrape
a SCI FI
and a no you mek sizzla dry cry
and you nah follow dem other one yuh nuh like lie
dem cant, get a visa fi go fly
nah give you a try try,
if
the crowd, watch them show, pop some Moet
Trying to get you so wet, never been to Spain
Never been a lame, horny, ever since I been a tiny
Fucking with
to get used to the cold
To be cold with you
To keep warm by you
To be loved again by somebody new
Freeze our butts in snow
Wet your tongue in rain
Feel
or nothing, yeah
I want all of you
Baby, don't hold back
Baby, here come the storm raining down
You're about to get soaking wet
You gon' kiss it right
Yeah,
know
I wanna love you (love you), you already know
I wanna love you (love you), you already know, girl
Money in the air as mo' fell
Grab you by
on sight
Shawty's an A-Town girl
Got her own money but she never pay to get inside, no lie
Love me a A-Town girl
So if you lookin' for her, know that she
when you get to the promise land
You're gonna shake that eye's hand
Your heart felt good
It was drippin' pitch and made of wood
And your hands
bet you thinkin' bout it
Don't you wanna know how I get down (uh huh)
Take a number baby
You ain't the only brother
Trying to get up under my skirt
soaking wet
Then we'll do it again
When you're all ripped up around a quarter to ten
Gonna piece you back together by eleven and then
When you sweated
wet as fuck
I've been waiting so long
So long
I don't know where we went wrong
We went wrong
Girl lets take it day by day
Day by day
Unless you don't
sitting at my desk,
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest
Singing "my, my, my, how the time does fly,
When you know you're going to die by
next
Unstrap my bulletproof, vest
Take two steps back and just, flex
And by now you got to be, wet
Like the ocean after the sun, sets
Its over climb
There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark wood
a Flex
No you never seen a nigga like Me yet
Can we get wet wet
Can we get wet wet
Can we get wet wet
No disrespect spect
Can we get wet wet
I like your
Tonight though I’ll tell you one thing
About these New York crowds some of them
They get too carried away
You know because they
Think Frank Zappa is
wanna see ya touch yo toes
Imma lay back and let you do to all the work
Til you reach your climax and spit
Cream on my thing like a wet dream
Pussy
Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime
(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check it out
Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We
when you get to the promise land
You're gonna shake that eye's hand
Your heart felt good
It was drippin' pitch and made of wood
And your hands
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