Wet Wipes

Killa, Killa, Killa, DipSet bitch, DipSet bitch, DipSet bitch D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-damn Them niggas pumpin dimes, trunk pumpin' mine I really make cake, you could call me Duncan Hines Had a drunken mind, club wobbled out Next stop, start trouble inside the waffle house Mmm, click the nine, yup skip the line Looked at home boy yo, your bitch is mine Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine Had a big gat, click clack, hit recline Don't ever complain, over no dumb dame See you big money, I'll turn 'em to chump change Let my muscles show, 'cause I'm like Russell Crowe Beautiful mind, took his bitch, hustle hoe That was her boo, yes sir true But I collect the chicken, call me Purdue His ex wife, a new sex life But ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it, go get ya wet wipes [Chorus] Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice They got me sayin' D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-damn They all comical, Killa Killa phenomenal Honored the honesty mommy illage villa I promise you I come once a year, I'm like the carnival They all talk about me, call him Donahue It's the don in you, nope it's the Kris in me The '06 Ricky D, less glitter be Yes Sicily ricery, don't mean shit to me Get with me physically, mentally, literally My henchmen, they lynch men They apply the appliances the wrench-men That's sense ten, I've been attendin Plaintiff, defendant, sentence, independence But it was said right, I was dead nice And I'm dead wrong, but you'll die dead right This red ice, chicken wings red rice But baby girl, go get ya wet wipes [Chorus] Y'all niggas know the deal, pop the golden seal Candy apple rain drops, Soul For Real No singer be, sling Heavy D Ready rock, killa cop, steady be Stay steady please, say I bet he squeeze I ain't on it tonight, I need head for sheez I don't care if your Japanese, Lebanese Chinese, Siamese, just be from the seven seas I was wrappin' a L, I got trapped in a smell Perfume, bag, hat, all matchin' Chanel Oh you a baller boo, how tall are you 5'6" one fifty, I need all of you She had a candy chocha, como te llamo Rosa Lets be a family, let me hit, Sammy Sosa I know you first class, I'm a jet flight No take off, first get ya wet wipes [Chorus: x2]