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joe moses - wet lyrics

(hook)
your p-ssy wet huh?
i got nags huh?
she ain’t got a rookie p-ssy she a vet huh
she at the jets huh, her name lexa
and if that p-ssy ain’t good i want the neck huh
your p-ssy wet huh, your p-ssy wet huh
your p-ssy wet huh?
i got nags huh?
who f-cking a nut (x3)

(verse)
need to sh-t huh, you on your sh-t huh
it ain’t enough for you to bang a bad b-tch huh
i walk through the club diamonds dripping off the wrist
watch b-tch i’m the bomb in my birdie no tic tac
she a flare huh, by your b-tch huh
got a bad little grind check b-tch huh
she yell a thing huh, she a fool with it
and if i give her some d-ck she cool with it
them n-gg-rs jacking eyes, them b-tches watching eyes
they say it’s going to the top and ain’t no stopping us
aob ain’t really makes you we can get it poppin’ brah
just like jimmy timmy super bowl ye we poppin’ up
i got a glock, i’m bout to drive around
and if you f-cking i’ma bring the whole block on
we can’t be stopped huh, i f-ck bad b-tches
them n-gg-s all trash, and we trash b-tches

(verse)
i got rollies now ,i got from rolling n-gg-s
i got goonies you can b-tch, your life stollen n-gg-
i’m a blood n-gg-, i got guns n-gg-
you f-ck the homie but i’m still tryin’ to f-ck with
you
there 4 8, don’t make me wait
like too short not to f-ck on first date
you should do my thang in the motherf-cking streets
i be hood rich, just too far to beef
your b-tches love me now, ’cause i got money now
she ain’t wanna f-ck me back, then she wanna f-ck me
now
i got the porsche now, n-gg-s mad now
i just f-cked shawty b-tch it’s getting wild now
it was first cl-ss, i’m on my second p-ss
i’m on that coop switching lane moving real fast
she wanna f-ck with me , i tell her how benz
but from the intel or these stunt trends

(verse)
oh you flyin’, no you are liar
say you a g but you don’t never come outside ye
oh that your ride here that thing tired
don’t go to sleep them dollars always on my mind ye
are you the sh-t ye, i boss b-tch ye
buy your own drink, pay your own rent ya
them n-gg-rs hatin head, them b-tches faking head
and if you front front n-gg- then we taking head
oh you a freak ye, that p-ssy deep ye
you know how to get your money in the streets ye
put me to sleep ye, gon’ take this meat ye
gon tell my b-tch we always keep it on a creep ye
i do my sh-t ye, i’m on my sh-t ye
laps in that p-ssy michael phelps
oh i’m a dj , i run the streets ye
wacks on, wacks off , p-ssy detail

- joe moses lyrics

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