Icewear vezzo - My lil wetta (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Icewear vezzo - My lil wetta (en) Lyrics
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Come fuck in the back of the
Ghost, right under the stars
like we on the moon
Shawty ride the dick so smooth,
when she in that groove
that pee be a poo
Already got me a bossy bitch and
a nasty ho, I need me a fool
Make sure your pussy-ass baby
daddy just stay out my way
when I be in my mood, yeah
I ain't tryna fuck up no home
'cause I want your kids to
have 'em a pops (yeah)
We can fuck on the lowkey, quiet,
'cause get in my biz
and shit get dropped, huh
But enough 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
Take my t-shirt off and beat that
pussy up with all my ice on
Slide to Ace of Spades and
throw some dog shit up 'til
they cut the lights on
Rich ignorant nigga, you can
flex as much as you want when
you rich as white folks
Shawty ride the dick so smooth,
when she in that groove that
pee be a poo (uh-huh)
Pop a Percocet, come over and bust you
down when I be in my mood (yeah)
Yeah, that's my lil' wetta
(my lil' wetta)
Hmm, yeah-yeah, that's my lil'
wetta (my lil' wetta)
Hmm, lil' shawty a wetta
(she a squirter)
Yeah, nasty bitch, that's
my lil' wetta (ooh)
Don't never tell nobody 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 hunnid racks in blues, sittin'
in my Rhudes, just sold two pieces
Half a million today in features,
but I came up off pills
and liters (pints)
Try to fuck you 'til you stiff, but
I bust 'em, then I'm quick (ha)
fuck around and bust your wrist,
long as you never go
tell my bitch (my bitch)
Got a Maybach in the back, ain't
no 580, yeah, this a '60
Slut you out, I ain't tryna
kiss, there ain't no bitch
that I ever missed
Only bosses in my circle (yeah),
tell your friends I'm get
them one (come get 'em)
My whole hand filled up with chunks,
got so much bands I just might drum
Hate messy hoes, ain't stuntin' them
hoes, never begged a bitch not once
Thousand bows, sit 'em on the
plane, that's why my pants filled
up with lumps (chunks)
Pop a Percocet, come over and bust you
down when I be in my mood (ooh)
Yeah, that's my lil' wetta
(that's my lil' wetta)
Hmm, yeah-yeah, that's my lil'
wetta (that's my lil' wetta)
Hmm, lil' shawty a wetta
(shawty a squirter)
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