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"Wet Wipes"

[Verse 1]
Them n*ggas pumpin' dimes, trunk pumpin' mine
I really make cake, you could call me Duncan Hines
Had a drunken mind, club wobbled out
Next stop, start trouble inside the waffle house
Mmm, click the nine, yup skip the line
Looked at home boy yo, your b*tch is mine
Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine
Had a big gat, click clack, hit recline
Don't ever complain, over no dumb dame
See you big money, I'll turn 'em to chump change
Let my muscles show, cause I'm like Russell Crowe
Beautiful mind, took his b*tch, hustle ho
That was her boo, yes sir true
But I collect the chicken, call me Perdue
His ex-wife, a new sex life
But ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it, go get ya wet wipes

Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes
Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes
I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice
They got me sayin'

[Verse 2]
They all comical, Killa Killa phenomenal
Honored the honesty mommy illest villa I promise you
I come once a year, I'm like the carnival
They all talk about me, call 'em Donahue
It's the Dom in you, nope it's the Cris in me
The '06 Ricky D, less glitter b
Your Sicily wristery, don't mean sh*t to me
Get with me physically, mentally, literally
My henchmen, they lynch men
They apply the appliances the wrench-men
That's sentence ten, I've been attendin'
Plaintiff, defendant, sentence, independence
But it was said right, I was dead nice
And I'm dead wrong, but you'll die dead right
This red ice, chicken wings red rice
But baby girl, go get ya wet wipes


[Verse 3]
Y'all n*ggas know the deal, pop the golden seal
Candy apple rain drops, Soul For Real
No singer b, sling Heavy D
Ready rock, kill a cop, steady b
Stay steady please, say I bet he squeeze
I ain't on it tonight, I need head for sheez
I don't care if you're Japanese, Lebanese
Chinese, Siamese, just be from the seven seas
I was wrappin' a L, I got trapped in a smell
Perfume, bag, hat, all matchin Chanel
Ohh you a baller boo, how tall are you
5'6" 150, I need all of you
She had a candy chocha, "como te llamas?" "Rosa"
Lets be a family, let me hit, Sammy Sosa
I know you first class, I'm a jet flight
No take off, first get ya wet wipes

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