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letra de h2o - killdavyn

[verse 1]
yeah, she gettin’ wet when i walk in this b-tch
i got drank so i pour the wok up in this b-tch
you a sh-tty boy yeah you is b-tt in this b-tch
keep a blade on my side so i’m cuttin’ this sh-t
keep a chop on my side tho
hot like a pipe tho
is that my side hoe?
n-gga don’t wife those
keep em on toes like a muf-ckin’ tightrope
keep me a five just like jackson no michael
wet wet wet wet wet (she get wet)
she gettin’ wet just like x and ski
f-ck a white girl so i call that bih exstacy
that boy cap so you know he my enemy
and these n-ggas they not what they ‘tend to be
take yo life with my choppa, my remedy
and i’m black in this b-tch like an ebony
we pullin’ up to yo spot and we seven deep

[pre-chorus]
yuh, where’s yo hoe? where’s yo hoe? where’s yo hoe? where’s yo hoe?
imma f-ck the b-tch just like a give and go
f-ck my foes, they some hoes
and i’m like, where’s my bros? where’s my bros? where’s my bros? where’s my bros?
ice on my wrist and it give me runny noes
keep a pole, let it blow
[chorus}
wet, wet, wet, wet (yuh, yuh)
wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)
wet, wet, wet, wet (yuh, what?)
wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)
wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah, what?)
wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)
wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah, huh?)
wet, wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)

[verse 2]
yeah, choppa it came with a tech in this b-tch
punani, tsunami so wet in this b-tch
yo mommy so hungry get fed in this b-tch
my choppa a monster i’m not talkin’ stitch
aye, aye, bae, give me brain
shawty gotta head drive a n-gga insane
n-gga off the meds imma drop him like a crane
don’t f-ck with white b-tches, them b-tches plain
i gotta shawty and she gotta wagon, lil b-tch imma g so i’m never not packin’
choppa get hot and spit fire like a dragon
deep in the waters, the p-ssy like kraken
crackin’ my whip so she call me a master
foot on the pedal so i can go faster
d-ck in yo momma she call you a b-st-rd
bullets leave you holy they think imma pastor
[pre-chorus]
h2o, h2o, h2o, h2o
i be drippin’ water, out my hoe
.224, at yo nose
i’m like where you go? where you go? where you go? where you go?
n-gga runnin’ up i had to grip my pole
two twin chops like dylan cole (and she get)

[chorus}
wet, wet, wet, wet (yuh, yuh)
wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)
wet, wet, wet, wet (yuh, what?)
wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)
wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah, what?)
wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)
wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah, huh?)
wet, wet, wet, wet, wet (she get wet in this b-tch)

- killdavyn

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