Lyrics:
in my pocket cuddling up
Ink on my skin she wanna know what it say
Pour a next line in the cup ain't muddy enough
Step bout one of my mine know we
without her
I don't go nowhere without her
Hide in my soda, Osama, when it come to that Wocka'
I got that ho by her flocka, Keisha
One minute I'm
[Chorus]
Let me tell you bout this
Super fly dirty dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty pop that pussy if ya wanna
Let me tell you bout this
to the back
I don't think I just be, this shit just come natural to me
Only thing that I'm seeing, water is bigger in the season
I'm just a nigga that's tryna
The Backwoods is hitting
Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
Trip on acid while I'm rapping, Sippin' muddy, counting money
I think she took too many
You already know what it is
Don't play with me play with your kids
I'll pop a nigga then go fuck his bitch
I don't got opps you know I'm smokin' em
gotta ask (for what?)
What are those? What is that? (Yuh)
Please, don't touch my Raf (please don't touch my Raf)
Please, don't touch my Raf (for what
That holy water
She got that holy water
That holy water
She got that holy water
She got that she got that
She got that holy water
She got that she
And is it really worth all the hurt it attracts
What a scary game I'm disturbed to the max
Where the fortune and fame I'm deserving of that
Not that
surrounded by dat water
Water is better for me
Water is healthy for me
It keep my face so clear
She wanna take a selfie with me
This cup of water on fleek
Yo
Mandy: Capricorn, eh, what are they like?
Wise Man 2: He is the son of God, our Messiah.
Wise Man 1: King of the Jews.
Mandy: And that's
you watch your proximity
I don't care what you claim or ethnicity
Couple shotters you know that they live with me
Got twin glocks so you know that I'm
lingo impressive, I'm with your daughter
Drop the top on that 'Lac, now I'm Muddy Waters
Got to live for today nigga, fuck tomorrow
My life is
Fetty, bitch
I be geekin', I totin' on what?
Shorty a thottie, she don't give a fuck
She be tweakin', she shakin' her butt
And that boy is a cheetah
out what she's thinkin' when you're thinkin' it's love
Cause she got the blue jeans painted on tight
That everybody wants on a Saturday night
She
through
We don't wanna go back, don't go back
Ay, what kinda water is that? It's Patek water (it's fleek water)
Ay, what kinda shooter is jumpin',
with the 2-5 and I got ten in the back (Skrrr)
I got twelve in the back (What?)
I get twelve in a stack (ugh)
I've gettin racks by the back (Yeah)
I'm
All I ever wanna do is this
She got the blue jeans painted on tight
That everybody wants on a Saturday night
She got the mood ring, she's never
get closer and drench em
Yeah, get close and drench em
Muddy waters this drink redman
Smoking on, countin up dead men
Pack got us sweating need
you, I got ho's by the two
Ace of Spades, poppin' that Ace of Spades
I know you sad now (Sad)
Broken heart, yeah, look what you started
I'm all in my bag
Shit that you worry
That shit is so muddy
Go sleep on me sexy
You fucking alll daddy
Sleep on my righty
I fuck your style bitch
Sucking all bad bitch
(Cool N Dre)
(This is)
It's so simple that it's complicated, uh
You think about mistakes, that's when you made 'em, yeah
The water's runnin',
the gang in here we steady clutching
If they got snakes in the grass imma cut it
You get put in that water at a young age
Fam prolly going need you for
let it all fall, she don't wanna let it fall
What's the game you're putting on
What's the game you're putting on me
Is it something that I gotta know
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