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ugk – i left it wet for you lyrics

pimp c]
yeah, yeah… ah yeah
heh heh, my man, my n-gg- d
-whisper- i left it wet for ya x12

[verse]
my baby mama brother came and told me some sh-t
about a n-gg- talking about pimp c ya wig’ll get split
i laughed then i dashed cause i’m f-cking your chick
she told me all she wanna do is ride my d-ck
she kick it with the n-gg- cause he give her the stacks
but every f-cking night i try to break her f-cking back
and now a n-gg- say that he wanna fight
but if you f-cking around i’ll put that fire in his life

[bun b]
man keep f-cking it raw
and if he’s trip then it’s on
never let a n-gg- say you a broad prove him wrong
fool, i’m f-cking this n-gg- girl now and he know it
got a pistol but wont blow it, talking sh-t but wont show it
yo it ain’t nothing going on but nuts on they tricks
they never faking licks, sucking d-ck while i’m taking sh-ts
i do a b-tch bad and treat a n-gg- worse than that
and make sure you show him that fat gat you left wet for him fool

[chorus]
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya n-gg- (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya n-gg- (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya n-gg- (-whisper- i left it wet x3)

[pimp c]
i went to my n-gg- got that liquor dark
my n-gg- 3-2 came down with the water
a dip, dip, n-gg- trip, trip ya fried
i took my f-cking pistol and shot a dopey in his eye
i ain’t got no love for you f-cking hos
i’m hot from smoking click, gotcha drippin on my f-cking clothes
i got that fire b-mpin in my brain
i’m thinking to myself, i need to go to selling caine
and all the time i’m b-mpin w.c.
cause it seem like he the only n-gg- making sense to me
and the sh-t ain’t really the same
it’s moving too fast, i just switched all of my aim
i’m rollin’ in a raggedy ride, thinking about suicide
puffing the green outside, n-gg-
and all the time i’m fried
i left it wet for ya n-gg-

[chorus]
i left it wet for ya n-gg- (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya n-gg- (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya n-gg- (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)

[bun b]
i never loved a punk -ss, sorry son of a b-tch
which is why i can’t lie about the hate i said it straight
and never switched up my opinion, if you ain’t down, you ain’t down
that’s that, just go get your gat little b-tch
holla back when your pistol pack
i promise anybody trying to be a bold b-st-rd
getting fried like that dip, i’m full of that dank and ready to trip
it’s been a lot of n-gg-z swearing that they hard
like i care and i be sharing slugs with some of them studs
and some of their barin, darin
hoes and half playas, and hit the blunt and give it away
and see which one these n-gg-z wont be living today
hey what’s up? got me a cup of that irk and jerk
putting in work until i’m blown and never the 5-4 b-tch
cause i’m too cold, i expose like a bomb dropping them daily
so don’t say we never told ya, how a trill n-gg- fold ya
texas trilla o big baby, maybe you didn’t know i gets my blast on
and let loose some of this stress, leaving blood all over your chest
yes, i left it wet for ya fool

[chorus]
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)
i left it wet for ya fool (-whisper- i left it wet x3)

[talking]
what a n-gg- trying to say is
shiit, n-gg-z be straight up f-cking your gal fool
and what you gonna do then? what you gonna cry?
step up, get you a pistol
know what i’m sayin? busta -ss n-gg-
keep my name out your mouth boy, i ain’t f-cking wit ya
it’s the ’94

- ugk lyrics

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