T-Mix - Wet Paint lyrics

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T-Mix - Wet Paint lyrics

[Intro] Yeah n***a, know what I'm talking 'bout n***a? We gotta fly mothaf**in' whip, you hear me? We pull up, you heard me? Feelin' like them hoes gon' f** your car huh? Believe that, let's go [Chorus] p**y like paint, p**y wet candy b**hes wanna f** my p**y wet candy p**y like paint, p**y like candy b**hes wanna f** my p**y wet candy My ice so hot, car so clean (clean) Leather so soft, b**h you know what I mean My money so long, game so strong Hit the b**h, break the b**h, send the b**h home [Verse 1:] See, I pull up in the Range n***a gettin' this change b**hes been watchin' me doin my thing Headin' to the jet, pull up in a vet b**hes in foreign country been waitin' on that 'X' Pull up on another set, phone call 'bout s** Baby girl hittin' me up tellin' me the p**y wet Seein' me on a eleven hundred, uptown we stuntin' Uptown rep hunter, uptown get money b**h in a Harley, blowin' on the Marley Baby givin' me brains like I just bought it We ain't even trippin', money we flippin' b**hes keep comin' and we keep dippin' [Chorus] [Verse 2] See I'm pullin' in the Phantom, tryin' to just handle it b**hes give me brains on the side while we handle it I get the money and then we go to [?] Goin out of state n***a, doin' it in other place n***a Kick it in the G4, know I had to let go Right in her face n***a, do it so we got mo' Landed it on the island, that's what it is n***as poppin' off but I get it how I live Got the club tonight, so it's p**y wet candy Left the b**h home so it's back out handlin' Hoes all over, hoes all Rover b**h know we doin' it so the money's all over [Chorus] [Verse 3] She's a nasty b**h n***a, a gangsta hoe Love s**in' dick homie, that's for sho' Models with the power, make it rain, make it shower Model six foot with the money and the power Fresh to d**h n***a, car so clean b**hes wanna f** my 400 machine 6 on the whip, 5 on the G4 5 on the Lambo, 5 for my new hoe I ain't even trippin', spent a mil on the Bugatti Two on the Spider, n***a I got it, sh** Popped some bottles with the b**hes I ain't trippin' on these b**hes I be flippin' on them b**hes [Chorus]