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rmc mike & rio da yung og - talkin wet lyrics
[intro: rmc mike]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
b_tch
[verse 1: rmc mike]
i been runnin’ up a check, i broke my hamstring
mixin’ wockiana with the tris, makin’ champagne
threw a hundred on my plr, ain’t gotta d_mn aim
n_ggas hate the fact i’m comin’ up, ain’t that a d_mn shame?
rio said his next piece gon’ be a hundred_gram chain
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
no, mike, a hundred_grand chain
was just lookin’ out for a raid, then the van came
snapped my fingers twice, called the plug, a hundred grams came
i was tryna beat this b_tch down, then her man came
the feds came with a— alright, ahh
the feds came with an indictment, then a hundred bands came
[verse 3: rmc mike]
bookbag got a hundred in it, broke the bed frame
n_gga ordered up some zazas, but regs came
pop a n_gga with my eyes closed, i got dead aim
play with the b_tch brain, get the neck, we playin’ head games
40 slam a n_gga on his neck if he run into it
who woulda knew two years ago we’d be runnin’ music?
b_tch p_ssy wet, but even better when i cum into it
i need 50k for this bin, this punch exclusive
[verse 4: rio da yung og]
i ain’t steppin’ in your club if i can’t bring a gun into it
pop a n_gga in his belly b_tton, he leak stomach fluid
i can’t f_ck my cougar b_tch right now, me and her son into it
i probably got stds, i just hit a hundred dookies
if i don’t hit the n_gga in his head, i bet my cousin do it
i know you love my music, i don’t care, i ain’t f_ckin’ groupies
matter fact, b_tch, let me see your f_ckin’ b00bies
[verse 5: rmc mike]
b_tch, pull your pants down, i’m finna stuff the coochie
i ain’t an actor, i done made about a couple movies
i was buyin’ lean from the b_tch, i wasn’t f_ckin’ suzie
[verse 6: rio da yung og, louie ray & yn jay]
got the b_tch number monday night, we f_ckin’ tuesday
call jay, he somewhere in philadelphia f_ckin’ with uzi
press the trigger once and hold the b_tch, it’s a f_ckin’ uzi
got into some bullsh_t ’cause i f_cked a groupie, ahh
jay and ray just hopped on our song and they out in cali
popped an opp on lyndon road, me and mike caught him walkin’ out the valley
man, that n_gga ain’t sh_t, i’m talkin’ ’bout my daddy
thirty_hour session at collective, water popped an addy
[verse 7: rmc mike]
b_tch mad ’cause i ain’t wanna get s_xual, so i shot her daddy
can’t believe my n_gga think he doin’ somethin’ ’cause he dropped a chally
n_gga talkin’ ’bout he bought a house, n_gga, drop the addy
i got a lot of money on me now, but i pay with plastic
[verse 8: rio da yung og & rmc mike]
made a half a million last year, but i just made a pallet
spent my last dollar on some lean, but i had to have it
i just f_cked a cute ratchet b_tch on the inflated mattress
n_gga asked me can he buy some work? i probably ain’t gon’ have it
b_tch think her body is a temple, penetrate the palace
you could buy a whole brick or a half a basket
my daddy was there sometimes, i’m a half a b_st_rd
this my first time hittin’ her, should i grab a magnum?
cut his legs off and pop him, they gon’ put him in a half a casket
i be gettin’ high off old drank, this a pterodactyl
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