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Wetter Video (MV)




Performed By: Microphone Marlee
Length: 4:03
Written by: Matthew Thomas




Microphone Marlee - Wetter Lyrics
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I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I gotta open up shop
Make a fat knot when i post on the block
Niggas be muggin alot
They just mad im thuggin alot
I i be duckin the cops
You prolly bump wit the opps
I had to cop me a glicky i had to cop me a glock
Man i be livin too fast i get that shit from my pops
Man i be scrapin the plate man i be scrapin the pot
People they shceme and they plot
Niggas they hate and they doubt
Niggas be fakin alot they aint takin me out
I had to make me a way I had to catch me a play
I had to run me a bag up call me Marlee Hussein
Damn Marlee insane i got her wetter than rain
Vitamin D for the pain now she glad she came
I got a baddy in timeout im off that molly she found out
Hit from the back and she spazzed out
She wearing them shorts and her ass out
Shake her ass on the dance floor
In the club thats who she ask for
Back it up rewind put that thing in fast forward
Took my shot off the backboard now bout to break her headboard
I got her wet like all aboard she make me nut like almond joy
Close the door we make alot of noise
Pussy good had to tell my boys yea yea
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I had to post on the avenue
My little bitch got a attitude
If i go broke then my mood rude
I do magic like voodoo nigga switch like who you
F*ck that ima do me and you better just do you
Bad bitch wanna do me cuz my life like a movie
Dead friends like uzi im gettin faded like boosie
I had to rub on her coochi i hit that thing from the side
I got that pussy on saturday now im feelin like plies
She told me she love me she lied
That feelin im feelin inside cant let it get to my pride
Cant let it get to my pride no i cant deal w that nonsense
Im gettin money thats common sense
No i cant deal w that nonsense
Im gettin money thats common sense
She need some money to pay her rent
My nigga need money up in the pin
I told my dog i got em
I told my dog i got em
Come for my dog im fightin
Come for my dog im bittin
She super thick like grits
When i hit im like oh shit
You know i aint here to waste your time
Just shoot me your number ill hit you back
Probably hit you in the dm i aint got time
For all that textin and playing games
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
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I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I gotta open up shop
Make a fat knot when i post on the block
Niggas be muggin alot
They just mad im thuggin alot
I i be duckin the cops
You prolly bump wit the opps
I had to cop me a glicky i had to cop me a glock
Man i be livin too fast i get that shit from my pops
Man i be scrapin the plate man i be scrapin the pot
People they shceme and they plot
Niggas they hate and they doubt
Niggas be fakin alot they aint takin me out
I had to make me a way I had to catch me a play
I had to run me a bag up call me Marlee Hussein
Damn Marlee insane i got her wetter than rain
Vitamin D for the pain now she glad she came
I got a baddy in timeout im off that molly she found out
Hit from the back and she spazzed out
She wearing them shorts and her ass out
Shake her ass on the dance floor
In the club thats who she ask for
Back it up rewind put that thing in fast forward
Took my shot off the backboard now bout to break her headboard
I got her wet like all aboard she make me nut like almond joy
Close the door we make alot of noise
Pussy good had to tell my boys yea yea
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I had to post on the avenue
My little bitch got a attitude
If i go broke then my mood rude
I do magic like voodoo nigga switch like who you
F*ck that ima do me and you better just do you
Bad bitch wanna do me cuz my life like a movie
Dead friends like uzi im gettin faded like boosie
I had to rub on her coochi i hit that thing from the side
I got that pussy on saturday now im feelin like plies
She told me she love me she lied
That feelin im feelin inside cant let it get to my pride
Cant let it get to my pride no i cant deal w that nonsense
Im gettin money thats common sense
No i cant deal w that nonsense
Im gettin money thats common sense
She need some money to pay her rent
My nigga need money up in the pin
I told my dog i got em
I told my dog i got em
Come for my dog im fightin
Come for my dog im bittin
She super thick like grits
When i hit im like oh shit
You know i aint here to waste your time
Just shoot me your number ill hit you back
Probably hit you in the dm i aint got time
For all that textin and playing games
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
I do it better i get her wetter
Im up early i want the extras
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Writer: Matthew Thomas
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