Wet Wet

[Hook: Chrishan] All night All night she on it Drop it on that pole Go on baby, go on baby All night I'mma throw these hundreds Gotta keep it 100 Yo frame tight and I want it, aw yeah That bomb-bomb, I mean that wet-wet Turn around, now let me see that That bomb-bomb, I mean that wet-wet Turn around, now let me see that [Verse 1: J. Watts] Turning me up, turning me up Blowing that loud, sipping drank in my cup Throwing a rack, make it clap for them thugs Knowing the bigger the nigga that's pimping these bitches The thicker the bitch that we fuck Clocking 'em in and them chickens gon' cluck Forty and over, I'm knocking that dust Knocking that dust (knocking that dust) Swerve Real nigga lingo, don't understand my Englo Diving in it, that's Nemo For them redbones and them Crios And them dark girls make it lean low In that pink thong, let that thang show Stripper broads, and them Audemars Swear this here your ringtone Oh, no, slow-mo, let me flow on it Pull up to the club with them horses on, vroom I be throwing dick, I tell them bitches go long All these super-sayings you would think I'm Gohan [Hook] [Verse 2: Chrishan] All these hoes on me I got that work I'm known in streets All my niggas they tote that heat They bout that bread, they sip that lean When I was 15, I had me a truck Bitch in the back, backing it up Now I'm so full, like I don't give a fuck Throwing them bands off in the strip club $100k deposit, got me in the Mazzerati With a white girl named Molly And she wanna fuck off that Molly Said "what's up?" Jumped on my lap Pulled out a band Pulled down my pants But I don't pay for no pussy Just let these hoes know that in advance Never tricking off, hit it 'till she cough Going deeper, 'till she lost in the sauce Never tricking off, hit it 'till she cough Doing 100 on the freeway, screaming motherfuck the law [Hook] [Outro: Chrishan] Oh yeah Bomb-bomb All night Oh Yeah Oh, yeah, yeah All night Oh Yeah