Bankroll Clay - When I Was Water Wippin lyrics

[Verse 1] I talk so much sh** I wake a dead man up And I'm the meth man, you better call Redman up I'm by myself man, and yes I ran my bread back up You'll have better luck tryna rob a Brinks bank truck Eight ounces and a Crush soda Last month I damn near smoked a Range Rover I buy a pint, crack the seal, and put a straw in it I'm drinking raw out the jar, caviar sipping I might need a new prescription These young hoes f**ing senior citizens Dad, your little sister is granddaddy mistress, sad Secretary s**ing politicians, you mad You know that Mr. cheating on his Mrs Remember when I could just take a b**h to Wendy's But now these hoes say they wanna go to Sicily But b**h you must be silly, wanna go to Piccadilly Cause I really feel you fake as hell, like Milli Vanilli [Hook] These hoes, must of these n***as go broke for these hoes Big bad bully but he beat for these hoes Married thirty years but he sleep with these hoes Spending all this money, going out to eat M.O.B. means money over b**hes These n***as say they real, but they just a bunch of b**hes f** the bedroom, point me to the kitchen Baby girl, where you was when I was water wippin' When I was water wippin', when I was water wippin' Baby girl, where you was when I was water wippin' When I was water wippin', when I was water wippin' f** the bedroom, point me to the kitchen [Verse 2] f** the bedroom, point me to the kitchen So many chickens in my kitchen got my palms itching You s**ing a rich n***a dick, you in a good position You say your baby daddy broke? b**h you really tripping What's wrong with you, what kind of life you living? You wanna ball, hit the mall, or just eat Church's Chicken Gucci be really pimping, I need just thirty minutes And if you cool baby we could f** every Wednesday But you must pay attention, baby you got to listen The first rule, that you cannot have hoes in my business You know I ball relentless, pull up in Benz and Bentley's And I don't wanna meet your daddy, I ain't f**ing friendly I had three-hundred-fifty-thousand, I was only twenty Your baby daddy broke, I bury his a** in f**ing twenties Yeah I'm a fat n***a, but all I ride is f**ing skinny's And I don't wanna f** that b**h cause she to f**ing skinny [Hook]