Wet Paint (feat. Roma Beats)

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Yeah, uh, okay, okay, okay, uh, yeah
I got your girl fallin' for me, she need a kickstand
I just left my plug with a real big bag
I'ma pop my shit, cause my shit don't stank

I'm a bad motherfucka, says it on my name tag
I am so fly, had to build a helipad
We don't do no fakin', we just get to the bacon
She just need cocaine with a little bit more salvation

Hi, is this seat taken'? I'ma get down to the basics
If you send me your location, I'ma drop gears and race it
Okay, back to the chasin', hands on the wheel, ten and two
I'm wasted, stay between the lines and we okay

I learned that skill way back in pre-K, I got good trainin'
That's a lie, not for real
You could Drive? My brick wheel!
Bad with the pen, wreak havoc on them

I'm back with the gift of gabapentin
And heaven's gates, ain't havin' em' in
Cause Adam and Eve are smashin' again
Put cooch in my path, I'm havin' a swim

Put it all in my face like the apple of sin
But she don't do no three-way unless she think the bitch is bad
I just left my plug with a real big bag
I'ma pop my shit, cause my shit don't stank

I'm a bad motherfucka, says it on my name tag
I am so fly, had to build a helipad
I'm so crisp like panko fried
And I got that drip cause the paint don't dry

If a beat needs words, I waste no time
Like internet memes when MJ cries
I hate the web, I hate you guys
If you share your thoughts, you get chastised

And most the time, I speak my mind
Like I like big butts and I like thick thighs
Ooh, my bad, I'm really kinda crass
You don't have to ask me what I'm looking at

As you walk past, it's your ass
Hot damn, you really can't be mad I mean
You knew what you were doin' when you left the house like that
Cause I'm a huge sucker for a big ol' butt

Like a wet paint sign, I just wanna touch
But I know that I can't, it's just no fun
But I love the game, girl, strut your stuff
All in a day's work, get it done

Wake up in the morning with a rock hard hunch
Mama always said to trust my gut
But my gut trusts my gun, so a gun we trust, I
Left my plug with a real big bag

I'ma pop my shit, cause my shit don't stank
I'm a bad motherfucker, says it on my name tag
I'm so fly, had to build a helipad

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