Coke & Wet

Becky said she wouldn't fuck wit me cause I'm a scholar Joanin' on my duck head, cats with starch collars Now she rob my jack-jet, it's from my Alma Mater Since I got they coke wet bitch, guns nigga holla Straight from Bucks County, she says her sister's so simple Precisely why state cops should bear instrumentals Reppin' love since she moved off campus at temple Look, Britney Spears, oops! Nutted on your dimple Poppy pop these, you can't pass for Puerto Rican Pop these nuts, don't touch my damn Vico Spank got the alphabet, any letter of your liking The Os, the Ks, the Js, and age and weight, please no fighting [Hook] Coke and wet, bitch, guns, nigga holla Coke and wet, bitch, guns, nigga holla Coke and wet, bitch, guns, nigga holla Coke and wet, bitch, guns, nigga holla Hemp hackey-sacking motherfuckers pulled the competition Fuckin' wit my scrilla Now I'm trying to figure how to make these sacks bigger Becky got that ditch-ass connect But they know from pulling triggers-I'm warring bitch I ain't fuckin' wit them niggas I'll just cook a score of crack Flip a pin into D.C. in the '80s with the blacks So just walk full of j-do, pimps and crackwhore Japs That's big money stack That's Cum Laude stack That's Wall Street, Donald Trump, bass grilla stack Beat, more on the mat Finna forty nightly slumping garish Bumping to the Ruba and I'm skeeted off that doigt [Hook]