Wet (Bonus Track)
Still dripping from the rain
Can money keep me sane
I been doing my thang, it's time for lyrics to turn to change
It's time for gimmicks to stray away
That's all I got to say
All ice, a glass cup, and a fifth of Bombay
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, call them girls
Maybe even hit the let out
But shit nigga it's getting wet out
Maybe, maybe I don't think I'll get out
Thinking of staying home
Now I'm drinking and I'm driving, and I should not be alone
And I swerved, and I dipped, and I almost hit some shit
But I still managed to get the tip of my cigarette lit
It's been three weeks of rain
Like bitch I'm going insane
Conversations with my momma, all I do is complain
She be like what is you saying, this is part of the game
Boy you ain't wrong for being pissed that you ain't captured fame
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, call them girls
Maybe even hit the let out
But shit nigga it's getting wet out
Maybe, maybe I don't think I'll get out
Wild weather pummels the pacific northwest on Monday as 70 mile an hour winds
Heavy rain and down trees knock out power to thousands
Already making this holiday week a traveler's nightmare
This is horrible
Can money keep me sane
I been doing my thang, it's time for lyrics to turn to change
It's time for gimmicks to stray away
That's all I got to say
All ice, a glass cup, and a fifth of Bombay
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, call them girls
Maybe even hit the let out
But shit nigga it's getting wet out
Maybe, maybe I don't think I'll get out
Thinking of staying home
Now I'm drinking and I'm driving, and I should not be alone
And I swerved, and I dipped, and I almost hit some shit
But I still managed to get the tip of my cigarette lit
It's been three weeks of rain
Like bitch I'm going insane
Conversations with my momma, all I do is complain
She be like what is you saying, this is part of the game
Boy you ain't wrong for being pissed that you ain't captured fame
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's getting wet out, it's pouring
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining, call them girls
Maybe even hit the let out
But shit nigga it's getting wet out
Maybe, maybe I don't think I'll get out
Wild weather pummels the pacific northwest on Monday as 70 mile an hour winds
Heavy rain and down trees knock out power to thousands
Already making this holiday week a traveler's nightmare
This is horrible
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Cooper
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