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Wet Video (MV)




Performed By: Alumni
Language: English
Length: 4:42
Written by: Kellyn Crawley, Kevin Jacobson, Miguel Cervantes




Alumni - Wet Lyrics
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One, two, three in the four
Double cup of some Bo
Got me screwed up slow
With my seat way back
Pedal barely on the floor
Doggystyle in the deck
As I'm swervin' on the road
Eyes sitting low
'Cause I'm loaded like a shotgun
Molly in my pocket
So I might as well pop one
To keep a nigga goin'
Chronic rolled up, blowin'
And the party ain't over 'til
Six in the mornin'
Takin' back streets
So them boys don't catch me
Ratchet hoes told me slide through
Wayne Gretzky
Hopped off the phone
As I gassed up the scrape
Still had a little time to grab my
Snoop Dogg tape
'Cause it ain't no fun
If the homies can't have none
So I swoop my nigga up
Thinkin' he could smash one
Now we on the 5
Playin' Let Me Ride
Gettin' high
Tryin' not to catch a DUI
If the roller stop and try to pull us over
Hotboxin' and we blowin' doja
Eyes red, homie, we ain't sober
Overnight in that county jail?
Hell nah, I ain't takin' no L
I'm hoppin' out and I'm goin' hard
I know they smell it
I know they lookin'
Turn down the music while we in your car
Trees got me wet
Trees trees got me wet
Trees trees got me wet
Background old cassettes
Trees trees got me wet
Trees trees got me wet
Ridin' 'round sippin' gin
Doggystyle in my deck
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One, two, three in the four
Double cup of some Bo
Got me screwed up slow
With my seat way back
Pedal barely on the floor
Doggystyle in the deck
As I'm swervin' on the road
Eyes sitting low
'Cause I'm loaded like a shotgun
Molly in my pocket
So I might as well pop one
To keep a nigga goin'
Chronic rolled up, blowin'
And the party ain't over 'til
Six in the mornin'
Takin' back streets
So them boys don't catch me
Ratchet hoes told me slide through
Wayne Gretzky
Hopped off the phone
As I gassed up the scrape
Still had a little time to grab my
Snoop Dogg tape
'Cause it ain't no fun
If the homies can't have none
So I swoop my nigga up
Thinkin' he could smash one
Now we on the 5
Playin' Let Me Ride
Gettin' high
Tryin' not to catch a DUI
If the roller stop and try to pull us over
Hotboxin' and we blowin' doja
Eyes red, homie, we ain't sober
Overnight in that county jail?
Hell nah, I ain't takin' no L
I'm hoppin' out and I'm goin' hard
I know they smell it
I know they lookin'
Turn down the music while we in your car
Trees got me wet
Trees trees got me wet
Trees trees got me wet
Background old cassettes
Trees trees got me wet
Trees trees got me wet
Ridin' 'round sippin' gin
Doggystyle in my deck
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Writer: Kellyn Crawley, Kevin Jacobson, Miguel Cervantes
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