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icewear vezzo & mob ties entertainment - my lil wetta lyrics

[intro: icewear vezzo]
yeah
(mob ties business)
hmm, hundred thousand, b+tch
phew, huh (xo think he all that)

[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
come f+ck in the back of the ghost, right under the stars like we on the moon
shawty ride the d+ck so smooth, when she in that groove, that pee be a poo (hmm)
already got me a bossy b+tch and a nasty ho, i need me a fool (phew, phew, phew, phew)
make sure your p+ssy+ass baby daddy just stay out my way when i be in my mood, yeah (mood)
i ain’t tryna f+ck up no home ’cause i want your kids to have ’em a pops (yeah)
we can f+ck on the lowkey, quiet ’cause gеt in my biz and sh+t get dropped, huh (phew)
but еnough of that, i’m just tryna rub on them titties when i get top
i stack chain on top of chain, lookin’ like i sell a whole lot of wap (fetty)
i can show a lil’ respect, but i can’t treat hoes like my wife though (uh+uh)
take my t+shirt off and beat that p+ssy up with all my ice on
slide to ace of spades and throw some dog sh+t up ’til they cut the lights on (phew)
rich ignorant n+gga, you can flex as much as you want when you rich as white folks

[pre+chorus: icewear vezzo]
come f+ck in the back of the ghost, right under the stars like we on the moon (moon)
shawty ride the d+ck so smooth, when she in that groove, that pee be a poo (hmm)
already got me a bossy b+tch and a nasty ho, i need me a fool (phew)
pop a percocet, come over and bust you down when i be in my mood (drank god)
[chorus: icewear vezzo]
phew, yeah, that’s my lil’ wetta (my lil’ wetta)
hmm, yeah, yeah, that’s my lil’ wetta (that’s my lil’ wetta)
phew, hmm, lil’ shawty a wetta (lil’ shawty a squirter)
yeah, nasty b+tch, that’s my lil’ wetta, ooh (phew)

[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
don’t never tell n0body how we be movin’, you my lil’ secret (shh)
give me head for a hour or two, you must like food how you be eatin’ (uh+huh)
got a hundred racks in blues, sittin’ in my rhudes, just sold two pieces (phew, phew, phew, phew)
half a million today in features, but i came up off pills and liters (pints)
try to f+ck you ’til you stiff, but i bust and then i’m quit (ha)
f+ck around and bust your wrist, long as you never go tell my b+tch (my b+tch)
got a maybach in the back, ain’t no 580, yeah, this a 60 (a 12)
sl+t you out, i ain’t tryna kiss, yeah, it ain’t no b+tch that i ever missed (uh+uh)
only bosses in my circle (yeah), tell your friends come get ’em one (come get ’em)
my whole hand filled up with chunks, got so much bands, i just might drum (boom, bah)
hate messy hoes, ain’t stuntin’ them hoes, never begged a b+tch not once (not once)
thousand ‘bows, sit ’em on the plane, that’s why my pants filled up with lumps (chunks)

[pre+chorus: icewear vezzo]
come f+ck in the back of the ghost, right under the stars like we on the moon (moon)
shawty ride the d+ck so smooth, when she in that groove, that pee be a poo (hmm)
already got me a bossy b+tch and a nasty ho, i need me a fool (phew)
pop a percocet, come over and bust you down when i be in my mood (mood)
[chorus: icewear vezzo]
phew, yeah, that’s my lil’ wetta (that’s my lil’ wetta)
hmm, yeah, yeah, that’s my lil’ wetta (that’s my lil’ wetta)
phew, hmm, lil’ shawty a wetta (lil’ shawty a squirter)
yeah, nasty b+tch, that’s my lil’ wetta, ooh

- icewear vezzo mob ties entertainment lyrics

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