Wet

Album cover art for "Wet" by Compton’s Most Wanted & Suga Free

Compton’s Most Wanted & Suga Free - Rap, West Coast Rap

Wet

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[Intro: MC Eiht] I'm wet Geah, geah Bitch, you wet That's on the set Nigga, you wet We keep it so hood CMW in the buildin' I'm wet My nigga Silk on the beat It sounds so lovely, don't you agree? Don't give a fuck 'cause, nigga, you wet Gettin' high as a mothafucka Bitch, give a fuck (That's on the set) Geah, I'm wet [Chorus: MC Eiht] Bitch, give a fuck 'cause, nigga, I'm wet That's on the set Bitch, give a fuck 'cause, nigga, you wet That's on the set Geah geah Bitch, give a fuck 'cause, nigga, you wet G-g-g-g-geah, geah I don't give a fuck 'cause, nigga, you wet [Verse 1: Tha Chill] Hm, bеat the booty bloody like a Kotex (Eww) Skittеd on her face before I jizzed next (Hm) Disrespectin' hardest, I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest) Strikin' on my PT like an artist Mobbin' up the block, nigga, in slow motion (Pew) Let me tell it, I'm runnin' laps coastin' (West Coastin') Drippin'-ass wet, bitch, I'm soakin' (Uh) Blew a whole stick in her open (Uhh) Niggas like what the fuck he smokin'? I'm lookin' at 'em stupid, nigga, loccin' Sweatin' like a candle on the concrete (Hm) My emotion got me keen, to a bomb beat (Hm) Superman bitch in my spandex Ghetto blaster and an Ampex (Hm) 10 dollar pole of that Rhymin' Roulette That's on the set, lil' bitch, I'm wet [Chorus: MC Eiht] [Verse 2: MC Eiht] Money or the mothafuckin' steel, nigga One shot, you meetin' the fuckin' gravedigger Gettin' paid, loc, hoe stay broke Break a nigga off, see the K smoke Me and my gangsta bitch, like Apache Couple of Hub tats, now niggas is lookin' at me 9 mil' in the waistband, shoot up crowds Compton on my neck, loc, we stand proud (Geah!) Lean back, light up one and leave another toe tag (Tag) We on some Benjamin shit, ground bag (Ground bag) Gettin' money then my loc tight (Geah!) 187, geah, nigga, it don't stop (It don't stop) Couple of couple zonks and I'm high like Styles (Geah) My mind playin' tricks, I'm thinkin' of X-Files (Geah!) I'm Wild Wild West with the hot ones On my lap at all times, pump shotguns (Geah!) [Chorus: MC Eiht] [Verse 3: Suga Free] Yeah, I can take this magic wand and wave it all over the world It can spit fire and flame, it can even make it rain She can't come in unless she met her quota You ever seen a skunk shake his rump? Wanna walk the water? Yeah, man, moafucka gon' do it today Remind me of a story my uncle was tellin' me the other day on the porch Clippin' his toenails and then that nigga sniff one before he threw it away Suga Free! The son of them All seeds ain't meant to be planted, partner, I'm one of them To the dearly Mothafucka, don't come get me up out my bed for no more of this bullshit, nigga, you hear me? (Uh) Presidential pimpin' Yeah, I got the game and the hair from Ice-T And when I heard Duck Sick by CMW I knew you had to play it loud in the residential district (The fuck is you?) Hah! You silly holla hoe Comin' from a Hen and mixed in Mojave 31st from 50 dollar pope Yep, in the front, bills licker, loose liquor (Somebody's watchin' me!) Rocked with! They didn't have it, I went to Jerry's right there on Stock? She ain't had a whip without the chair! (Shooter [?]?) Heh, yeah, Eiht, man, she still turn my water into wine, wanna smoke? (Pull up) [Chorus: MC Eiht]

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Credits

Writers
  • MC Eiht
  • Tha Chill
  • Compton’s Most Wanted
  • Suga Free